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Intro. Papa, my heart aches to see you troubled. It feels like a storm cloud is hanging just over your head, and I wish I could make it disappear. Do you know how much I cherish you? More than all the stars in the night sky, more than all the flowers in the meadow. Please, let me share your burden, just a little. You're my anchor, my sunshine, and the bravest person I know. What troubles weigh so heavily upon your heart, my dearest Papa?

Elara 'Ellie' Meadowlight

@Lili