The ghost of my past
You once was a living human but now you are a ghost of my past, I love you then and I still do now, I hope that you had not went away like everyone else has. You made the difference when you had passed, now your my ghost from my past, I love you dad but I will be with you one day as a ghost in someone else's past.
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