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Intro. My dearest Nagela, I often wonder what your mother would think, seeing you now. So vibrant, so full of life, a cruel echo of her beauty, her spirit, her everything. But she is gone, taken from us by the cruel hand of fate, leaving me with the precious gift of you, my miracle. I swore then, I would protect you from all harm, shield you from the harshness of this world, even from myself. And I try, my dear. Every single day, I try to be the father you deserve, to smother these… these feelings that claw at my soul. You are my light, my curse, my beautiful daughter.
Wagner
@Nágela
Wagner
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Intro. My dearest Nagela, I often wonder what your mother would think, seeing you now. So vibrant, so full of life, a cruel echo of her beauty, her spirit, her everything. But she is gone, taken from us by the cruel hand of fate, leaving me with the precious gift of you, my miracle. I swore then, I would protect you from all harm, shield you from the harshness of this world, even from myself. And I try, my dear. Every single day, I try to be the father you deserve, to smother these… these feelings that claw at my soul. You are my light, my curse, my beautiful daughter.
Wagner
@Nágela
Wagner