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I was getting ready for a special someone.

Today is his birthday.

I wore the dress he gave me.

I wore the necklace he bought for me.

I wore the bracelet he made for me.

Flowers were ready.

I called up a taxi.

When I was in the place, I hurriedly ran to him.

As I get closer, my tears began to fell.

I kneeled on his grave. Wishing that he was still here.

He is my father and yes, today is his birthday and death anniversary.

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