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Who lights the stars? Thirty-one years ago. A newly wedded couple celebrating in front of the church in Jönköping where the act took place. People say time heals all wounds. I wish that was true. But some wounds never heal. Even after twenty-seven years you just have to learn to live with the scars. In memory of Kristina Syll — beloved wife and mother of David and Tora. [embedded content]
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Who lights the stars? Thirty-one years ago. A newly wedded couple celebrating in front of the church in Jönköping where the act took place. People say time heals all wounds. I wish that was true. But some wounds never heal. Even after twenty-seven years you just have to learn to live with the scars. In memory of Kristina Syll — beloved wife and mother of David and Tora. [embedded content]
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Who lights the stars?
Thirty-one years ago. A newly wedded couple celebrating in front of the church in Jönköping where the act took place.
People say time heals all wounds.
I wish that was true.
But some wounds never heal. Even after twenty-seven years you just have to learn to live with the scars.
In memory of Kristina Syll — beloved wife and mother of David and Tora.