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I love you......

Saying you weren't going to make it, putting Iv's in you that was a diaster. Praying and hoping that everything would just work out. Turning it all over to my master. Second by second thinking of what you could be. Telling my father all along that he needed to open his eyes and se what a good father he really needed to be. He's okay now, a little brain damage