Our father is dying. Now it's been ...

Our father is dying. Now it's been verified. Man in tree pruning limbs to shield house. This is our writing,
these are our notes. Everything transfers forebodings, and shock at the announcement.
Our friends are all around us. Remember the dud bomb from aerial target practice, visible issues of the Defense
Department's operations upon desert ecology? Culturally overcoded lime hazes
blaze toxic at yesterday's nightfall Dearest father, where whilst thou go? These are our notes. Here is collection of vapor #150,
vast number #109, cloud numbers 2-22. Maybe live another small in number days as a satiny