Dear Joshua, Yet another year has passed, and it's been another year of sorrow; another day to ask questions, to pray, to hope, and we'll do it again tomorrow; one more day, one more month, one more year, how long; you were taken from us seven birthdays ago, it all just feels so wrong; people say, "he's missing, he's lost," "nothing more we can do;" but we'll keep searching, whatever the cost, this should never have happened to you; people play games in their minds with truth, and the meaning of right and wrong; there are souls who still walk this earth who have known the truth all along; we'll keep searching each day for you, from dawn until the day wanes; the light of your soul still burns bright in the birthday candles' flames....
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