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My Father Is A Farmer

..and we work work work the day away.

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Dedicated To The Fighter



I was stunned when I heard.

I wanted to visit you come July. I was really going to.

I guess I am too late.

I know with all my heart that you are in a better place.

Thank you for all your advice, for welcoming me into your home, for everything.

Rest in peace.

Stay strong, bro. I can only imagine how difficult it must be. Don't forget, you still have loads of people to fall back on, if ever you need someone.

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This entry was posted by tsh, on Saturday, June 24, 2006. You can bitch back.

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