Although some people might avoid talking about you,
but I'll somehow think of u a little,
talk about u a little..
sometimes.
Christmas this year, is all yours.
A story about you and God.
Be with us,
this is your greatest production.
It will be.
A photobook of you.
I'm gonna give it to your mom.
I remember asking you this question in my dreams.
"We know that you are not here with us anymore,
but why somehow I can still feel that you are around?"
I know many of us feel the same way too.
We miss you..
like, a lot.
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