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I see her standing there, with tears running down her face. She's shivering. Crying. Her beautiful eyes have lost their sparkle, their happiness is forever gone.

She's broken now. She has lost a part of herself. How is she supposed to go on without it? Everything is dark. Her life has lost its meaning. She feels empty inside.

She's singing something, very quietly. Her voice is filled with sorrow and regret. She's surrounded by flowers, of which she picks every little, blue forget-me-not she can find. And she will never forget. He's forever safe in her heart. She will always treasure every memory he has given her. All the wonderful, unforgetable memories. He gave her everything she needed; his love and consideration.

Jag älskar dig pappa.
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