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How are you, my beloved, among the graves? Do you know that the news of your death still lingers in my mind like a shock? I never imagined the horror of this news. I never imagined I’d cry for you one day. I never imagined you departing on a path of no return. I’ve always wished, many times while I’m alive, not to die because of the loss of my loved one! I don’t cry for you out of protest, Grandpa, but out of loss and need. But I have no power or strength except in God.