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As I run my hands
through my snow
white hair
I remember.
I remember
his twinkling green eyes.
I remember
his strawberry
blond hair and how
it shone in the sun.
I remember
his bold laugh and
glowing smile that
reached his lovely eyes.
But what I remember
most of all was
his warmth and
adoration for me.
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