I have rarely seen such emotion raw and genuine as in these two shots of Bryan Hopkins. He had not seen his daughter for some time, and she was in the house. Bryan sang the song he had written about her. He sang it to her that night at Citywalk. Words just fail me.
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This song if for you... may it bring us closer... some day... one day... i pray that this song will help us one day... someday... be reunited...I love you... to my daughter... who is out there... somewhere in the abyss of faces in the crowd... i pray that you will... some day... one day... find me... and hear this song i wrote... just for you... this i pray... i miss you and have always loved you... some day... one day... i will be able to tell you face to face... this i pray... some day... one day... today...
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