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First edits from Puthukkudiyiruppu

Least we forget

To my Uncle Lucky, thank you for your smiles and your heart. Just the news paper would bring you to tears not because you were silly but that's who you are. Thank you for adopting us as your family and always treating us as your own. I know things weren't always easy for you but thank you for teaching me what really matters. When the party is over it's not about who came but who stayed and helped clean up. Thank you for Jazz and my love for music. You were always a star and I hope you shine bright wherever you are. 

Love you always. 

A Love Proverb

Blue Monday

How I miss you!

tired of holding onto fireflies..

Ready

That sun, just comes and goes..