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a not so happy anniversary, we've come to.

year five to be precise.

miss you old man, martin hans doctor link, miss you more than the world out there will ever truly know.

wherever your stardust settles, just know it and know i'll always love you.

i see my hand becoming yours and i don't know what it means but there is profundity in my own observed silence.

i celebrate my independence and your daughter's and your wife's.

some connections never fade even as heartbeats reach a finite progression and memories change in depth and meaning.

the things i never said you now know, the breakthroughs of existence you've somehow tendered, paid out in full with a happy productive loving life.

nessa and i are awesome people, you made your mark good and hard.

happiness fills me with every memory of you dad.