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To myself,
His presence was absent,
and so is the happiness in everyone.
I, too, was left alone with nothing but loneliness.
Again.
I know it sounds selfish,
but I wish he would be immune of
sickness.
To be by my side.
Because it feels like,
like a shelf without a book.
Another thing,
families are a thing I question.
Why don't I have one?
It's never considered as a family if you're not welcome.
They never cared.
Sincerely, J.
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