by Ia
I remember when I first met you. I was 7 and you where 12. We got you a lot of toys but you liked playing chase instead. When we brought you home you where so happy. You later ate my toast, but I wasn't mad. 7 years later the cancer came back. I was sad but prepared. I wanted to give you toast but the I knew you couldn't keep it down. Now you can have all the toast you want and someday I'll eat some with you. I love you very much Flora and I can't wait to see you again. Thank you.
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