father and daughter

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the biggest change happened during spring of junior year when i saw my father  cry and i realized that those who seem the strongest are those who are most broken I realized that I
It is day and it is night, somewhere. It does not matter where I am, it only matters where you are. It is cold and it is hot, somewhere. It doesn't matter what the weather is like, I just wonder how you are.
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