I am here ...
It has been eleven years since Zemi Adore, my son, and I have had any meaningful contact with each other. The dynamics between his mother and I were turbulent, playing a key role in rupturing our family which led to the unfortunate distancing between Zemi and myself. Despite these lamentable circumstances, I maintained contact with Zemi by means of a journal, chronicling the eleven years of our estrangement.
I haven’t given up on you. I have not lost all hope in us reuniting again...
I will promise something to you right now. I will come back for you. When I do, we will never be separated again.
"Each word, each sentence reflects what does it feel to live in the shadows, daydreaming with an encounter that never happened, with a bedtime story that has never been told..."
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