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sometimes it is sunday morning with a peaceful widely smile..

even after a week, people still come in home. and now i think, how blessed my dad is.

so many people loss him although he did not talk much. and all of them said that he is a kind person, maybe that was the reason why. .

one of many things that i somehow regret is a question that i did not ask him yet: what did you ask for in your long prayer every day..

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