Making them leave this world all of a sudden like this? Why did you want to take them from me this way, Heaven? My dear grandpa, then my cheerful friend. Just a phone call to tell me "He's gone"? Not only once but twice. Are you kidding me? Gosh, you think my heart is made of iron? And even iron can be shaped, how could you suppose I would be tough enough to get through all this without feeling a thing, without PAIN?
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HOLY CRAP!
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