There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you — Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family
There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you — Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family
There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you — Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family
There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you — Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family
There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you — Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family
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There are no words precise enough to describe how wide and empty the world is when you lose someone that matters to you as much as Penny did to me.

— Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family
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