I'm standing here beside your grave, remembering.
Remembering what I want to remember, what I can remember.
Memories fades...
With each memory of you fading, a piece of me dies.
I was so small and you were too young.
Now I'm here lightning the candles, trying to remember, trying to keep the memories alive, to keep myself whole.
You are my father, forever and ever. I will always love you, however good my memory of you are.
My father Lennart (1957-1991). I know you're still watching somehow, I know you're still with me and everyone who loves you.
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