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[spray_of_petals]

I woke up this morning with two things in my head: One, lyrics to a song... 'Saturday in the park, I think it was the Fourth of July...' and Two, the image of my biological father holding my brothers limp body while he lay in the hospital dying. The cheeriness of the song conflicted with the white walled image in my mind but somehow they both seem

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[i_am_she]

You still take my breath away. I hope you can find some joy today.

[allegedlyso]

Good luck with the new colour. I hope you can find a way to cherish your brother's life, while not letting his death taint the day.

If trying counts for anything, you will succeed. You have a very brave heart.