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Wednesday, October 13, 2010
A day which started like any other day.
And yet, it feels like it is never going to end.
It can't be real.
How can it be real?
The hours pass and time is absolutely still.
Everyone who loves you is standing still.
Praying.
We're not asking for miracles anymore.
But nothing else is left to fill up that day.
No more miracles.
Your fight is the last of them.
Your eagerness to live your life.
Time is still and the present is the past.
The past that stands still to become the present.
Just a little bit longer.
Because we need it.
Because we all miss you.
Miserably.
Painfully.
But you, you don't need to fight anymore.
Finally.
No more pain.
Your soul is resting in peace.
Your kindness, your courage and your love remain.
And now it us who ask for your prayers.
We love you, always.
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