Peter Savas

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A solitary tear ran down his cheek. ‘But they don’t know me. They don’t know me.’ I looked at him lovingly. ‘And I want them to,’ he said, as the tears started to flow. I sat in silence as he cried.
Peter Savas
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Top Five Regrets of the Dying: A Life Transformed by the Dearly Departing
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