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October 16, 2019
A little girl walks to her father to hug him, but as she nears him he turns his back and walks away. He ignores her when she calls for him. That's the last memory she has of her father—his back. Knowing he heard her but chose not to turn his head. All these feelings she carried until she couldn't anymore. Release them in the water, her friend said. But she's afraid of the water. Shout it out from a mountain, another friend said. That she can do. She did it on a foggy morning. Her voice echoed back. Freedom.