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My father is dead.
And I feel nothing, or maybe I feel a whole lot of empty. I'm not sure. He was a truly terrible father; he did some unconscionable things. He wasn't a good person, either. He was a stunted broken child in an over grown body. And he died alone. This kind of grief - is strange. I've lost too many people whom I love greatly, who filled my life with love and happiness. He wasn't one of them. This is different. weird. oppressive in its emptiness.
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