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♡ Dad ♡
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Ongoing, First published Nov 09, 2017
I was very close to my dad before he entered eternity :) Here lies my eulogy, essay, and more works to come

1963 - 2017

If you do not like Christianity, mentions of God or Jesus, or scripture, then this is not the book for you. I am a Christian, so was my father, I hope that can be respected. I will mention the above multiple times in my writings. Thank you ❤️
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