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For (almost) 25 years, you've been a father for me. And you'll always be. Forgive me for ever hurt you or disappointed you, a daughter whom never seen what you've done for me. Thank you thank you thank you. There'll be no enough 'thank yous'. So I whisper a simple word, and fly it where a Father of all of us sits on His armchair watching us, a prayer for my dear father, for my dear dad. I wish you a happy birthday.

From,
your daughter.

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i bake my own bread for breakfast, i craft everything i could think of, i watch arsenal, i dream of alaska, and i befriend old cameras. my world rotates on september.

inspiration.

 

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