I was holding
I was holding that hand when he died, looking at that tattoo of a ship...You cannot tell from this photo, but he had the most beautiful blue eyes...Pictures of him always remind me of how my genetics are passed down...and they are so specific...like the shape of his neck and shoulders are so familiar because they are the shape of mine...
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