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This is about my Dad who died when I was eight.

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All I know is nothing . Nothing will bring him back . Everything I would give to be in his arms again . Nothing will ever take the sharp pain away . Will I ever be capable to love with out fear ? Why did he have to leave ? Twenty two years and all I do is give . Give to get. Then regret . Get what I was not given . Nothing will or could ever replace you …

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My heart goes out to you.