Stars shine bright in early morning light. As ever, my mind wanders to you Damien as I ponder your fate. There is no way to know how you left us.
Rattling through my mind, memories, pop and fizzle like an old black & white cine film.
Your life, fast forwards jerkily, faded snippets of happy times, birthdays, Christmas, and laughter. The film fizzles, melts to the whirring of an empty reel, a life unfinished, nothing but silence now. Terrifying visions haunt quiet moments. I know somewhere under these stars you wait for us, alone. You know I am always looking for you and one day will find you. Have to. But time is running out, my son.
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