I never thought that I would write something like this as the first blog entry in a new blog but my father passed away, in the night from Monday to Tuesday the sad thing is that I still wrote with him at 10 pm and he was still online a little later, so is 22:07, the last thing I read about him and at 22.11 he looked at WahtsApp for the last time.
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The hero of my life. He was always there for me, never did great things, but much that made my life in this world much better.