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Three Months to the Day
Three months to the day, we found out the lost of are beloved. Three moths and no word of how he whet a way. our brothers are not the same, the Rat Pack has lost its chain. Three months to the day, pain is still there, but not as much, we have never forgotten and never will, it can be three months to the day or 30 years. we press on to the next on and still have that love for him in our hearts.
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