I miss my dead grandfather. I just found some letters from him, and reading them broke my heart.
I wonder if someone has to be dead before I can love them.
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I miss my dead grandfather. I just found some letters from him, and reading them broke my heart.
I wonder if someone has to be dead before I can love them.
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