My Forever Best Friend
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Ongoing13m
Last published Tue, Jan 31, 2023
Hey how you ever had a close friends that was indirect family. Well my best friends was my Dad. He was the few people that supported my ideas for writing and art. Sadly his not here anymore but i didn't wanted his memories to disappear.
"Memories are made for a reason so why try to forget when you can treasure them."
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