Doctor Grandma

Today is a too sad day.

If I could,

I would go back in time,

a million times,

over and over again,

to pick you up the night before,

to prevent this summer from happening.

It might have happened

another time,

in another place,

with some other one,

but it would not have happened

the way it did,

it would not have happened

to us.

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