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So my friend just lost her dad. He died at a ripe old age. Non the less we are still sad.

My friends narration of conversations with her father gives me the impression that I have known him for as long as I have known her.

She had a magnetic relationship and a strong ‘ I am my father’s daughter’s bond with her father. She had his fire…

Somethng about death makes me very sad…. very pained…. tearful … and nauseous….. I am sad… like now… tearful… crying… I will talk about death some other time R.I.P Ibi’s dad…

© *Nene O-M*

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