Music is what feeling sounds like.
First of all, I would like to say.. Happy birthday dearest grandma! This year, granny had went through difficult time. And this year, she cried on her birthday. Not because she was touched. She was sad. Because her only love wasn't there anymore. I could still remember vividly, how my granny told me and my cousin to go back to the house while she seat down at the front yard, how she say she wants to have a chat with grandpa, and how she told my brother to get a can of beer for grandpa. She was devastated. She had tears in her eyes as she spoke. We could do nothing but stand there, crying with her. Grandpa, granny is sad. She still can't bear to see you go. We can't bear to see you go either. Please look after her when you're in heaven. Bless her with great happiness and healthiest health. Come to her dream when you're free. Talk to her to kill her loneliness. Dry her tears. And grandpa, are you at sydney, tokyo, australia or somewhere further? I hope you're enjoying your journey. I love you <3
Name: Justina Estella
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Music is what feeling sounds like.
First of all, I would like to say.. Happy birthday dearest grandma! This year, granny had went through difficult time. And this year, she cried on her birthday. Not because she was touched. She was sad. Because her only love wasn't there anymore. I could still remember vividly, how my granny told me and my cousin to go back to the house while she seat down at the front yard, how she say she wants to have a chat with grandpa, and how she told my brother to get a can of beer for grandpa. She was devastated. She had tears in her eyes as she spoke. We could do nothing but stand there, crying with her. Grandpa, granny is sad. She still can't bear to see you go. We can't bear to see you go either. Please look after her when you're in heaven. Bless her with great happiness and healthiest health. Come to her dream when you're free. Talk to her to kill her loneliness. Dry her tears. And grandpa, are you at sydney, tokyo, australia or somewhere further? I hope you're enjoying your journey. I love you <3
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