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I tilt my head back Gently my eyes close Pockets of sunlight peer through the arches Of trees branches A warm wind dancing on every leaf My hair untangling itself with each running gust Inhale its natural scent Tears begin to flow I ask "Dad, are you there?"
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Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
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I tilt my head back Gently my eyes close Pockets of sunlight peer through the arches Of trees branches A warm wind dancing on every leaf My hair untangling itself with each running gust Inhale its natural scent Tears begin to flow I ask "Dad, are you there?"
I miss you, dad. I feel you in the most holy and raw places. I love you.
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kelsey-12
F/RI
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
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