God, I ask chance to makes my parents happy, to love and care to them, as they always care and love me.
Papa, my dear papa, he really love me tough i'm bad, the black sheep of the family.
i have dream about taking my papa to everyplace that i love, i wanna showed him manny things
i wanna shared.
i love my papa, i dont know what to say, now he's in some bad condition. i wish he feels no suffer. i'm scared, it is the time that i will loose him, while i haven't give anything to him.
papa, i wish you will still here. God, please..
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