Eight Thousand, Nine Hundred and Thirty Days ago, my father was found murdered, wearing this watch. This watch stopped the moment he died. This watch is all I have of him, touched by him, holding me strong.
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Eight Thousand, Nine Hundred and Thirty Days ago, my father was found murdered, wearing this watch. This watch stopped the moment he died. This watch is all I have of him, touched by him, holding me strong.
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