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Chunksafc
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On the 5th March 2000 at 5.15am my son was born asleep. Every year I wake at 5.15 to wish him a happy birthday and then try to ignore the hurt through the day.
Today was no different, except for the first time in 20 years, I haven't had a text, a message anything from family and friends.
I guess time does heal or I'm such a dick the rest of the year that no one gives it a thought
Today was no different, except for the first time in 20 years, I haven't had a text, a message anything from family and friends.
I guess time does heal or I'm such a dick the rest of the year that no one gives it a thought
