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Nobody knows who I really am, wasn’t that just fitting?
“Ichi,” he heard his wife say.
I’ve never felt this empty before.
“I’m coming!” he called back, thinking back to the words.
And if I ever need someone to come along.
He wondered back. His memories taking him to the days he first met her. His first love.
Who’s gonna comfort me, and keep me strong.
The day he saved her when she was pinned to the cross. Condemned for something she shouldn’t have been punished with.
“Papa?” he heard his son call him.
Willing his past away, he smiled.