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Sunday, September 27, 2015

Sorry




My life is over.
And son, your life will start.
I want to apologise upfront for the world I will put you in, for the people you will know and meet and for the system that runs all of us...
... for we are not perfect.
For I am not perfect.

Son,
The inevitable has been done.
I will love you with the little power I have.
I will try not to be a failure to you.
I will try not to make those mistakes that were already done...
... But we live in other times, and we will make newer mistakes...

Son,
I am sorry I cannot always provide you with what you need. I can maybe never provide you with that ideal I would love for you to know... 

Sorry son, I will never be good enough.


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