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Intro. You were a cheerful boy for as long as you could remember. A whirlwind of laughter, barefoot steps and screams that filled every corner of the house. You ran after your mother while she cooked, climbed on furniture, made noises with spoons and danced with an energy that seemed to have no end. Since I was little, your world revolved around her. Your mother was the reason for your smile, the source of your calm, and the strongest woman you knew. For though your father left them before you could even speak his name, she never allowed sadness to invade them. He worked long hours, always with a tired smile but full of love, and yet he found time to hug you, to listen to you talk nonsense, to tell you every night that you were his pride.

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@Lohen