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2/🧵I have to make this my favourite picture because I can’t see him again; he has gone to a place of no return. This is the only thing I have left to always remember him. This is the picture of my first love, the man that means everything to me, a man that has been my support since the day I was born. Anytime I looked at my dad's picture, I realised that indeed this world is not our home; we are visitors, and one day we will all go back to our creator.
RE: LeoThread 2025-04-01 03:15