Uncle

Unbreakable, that's what I thought you were.

Never sick a day in your life until after daddy died.

Cancer wasn't supposed to take you away like that.

Life seemed dull during those long months you were asleep because of the stroke.

Eventually, your body became weaker and you became breakable.

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