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Deities above, below, and between, I miss my dad.
I miss him for everything he was
And I miss him for everything he wasn't.
He's been dead twenty-five years TODAY and shit still hurts and I'm still learning how to manage with ... Not-him.
Rest in power, Frederic Miles. My love, my learning, my regret, and my stories are all tied to you.
I miss him for everything he was
And I miss him for everything he wasn't.
He's been dead twenty-five years TODAY and shit still hurts and I'm still learning how to manage with ... Not-him.
Rest in power, Frederic Miles. My love, my learning, my regret, and my stories are all tied to you.
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