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„I lost my son.“
„I lost my son.“
“So young, he was so caring.“
„Too young, he was so kind.“
„I lost him to a war I should have never partaken in.“
„I lost him to a man I wish I could kill.“
„He died fighting for his nation. A nation that only saw him as a soldier.“
„He died fighting for a women. A women that only saw him as a tool.“
„He died and I live.“
„He died and I didn’t.“
„They said he died an honorable soldier.“
„They said he died a loved hero.“
“I couldn’t move. I gave up. Stopped fighting to late to protect what mattered most.“
“I couldn’t stop fighting. I hit too hard. Started fighting to late to protect what mattered most.“
“While I was grieving a young boy came to me.“
“While I was grieving a young boy come to me.“
“He said my son died a good man. Not good soldier. A good man.“
“He said my son died a good man. Not hero. A good person.“
“His kindness inspired mine.“
“His kindness was dangerous.“
“I changed my morals. He woke me up.“
“I pushed him away. He kept returning.“
“When he was lost. I stayed by his side, even when he pushed me. He was scared“
“He was determined. I accepted him. I was scared.“
“I helped him. I saw what he tried to hide.“
“He helped me. He saw what I tried to hide.“
“I loved him like a son. I held him like a son.“
“I loved him like a son. I kept distance like a partner.“
“He won his battles. I feet free.“
“The longer he stayed. The more criminals went to jail without a visit to the hospital. I feel lighter.“
„The boy smiled at me. I miss my son.“
„The boy smiled at me. I miss my son.“
„The boy is a man now. A man my son would be proud of. A man I was allowed to hold.“
“The boy is a man now. A man my son doesn’t hate anymore. A man I would give the world to.“
“I call the boy son. He calls me father.“
“I call the boy son. He calls me father.“
“I gained a second son. Never replacing the first.“
“I gained another son. Never replacing the one I lost.“