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My grandpa died. I never told him how like him I think I am. I never told him anything too true. I so wanted to tell him. I told him all through the funeral, through the pastor I tried not to listen to, through the walls of the church, through the city and the blue sky turning grey and all the barriers of sound and light and thought and dust. I

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*hug*

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:(

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my grandpa might die this week. i really like grandpas. when i was younger, my grandpa never used to say a word. he's not supposed to talk much, now, with his sickness, but he can't even keep his mouth shut and he has the greatest since of humor. yesterday i talked to him on the phone and he told me how much he loved me and how state farm always has options available for me if i need it. i smiled and told him i loved him too.

i really like grandpas. i'm sorry.

sorry for the intrusive comment, too.