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father shined his shoes we ironed handkerchiefs by the dozen shirt collars underwear so white and loose child noise song not allowed we did not know he missed being artist bad boy free sole beloved of his woman now mothering too many his own left too soon the boy to hurt forever to pass that truth along as best he could
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
father shine
father shined his shoes we ironed handkerchiefs by the dozen shirt collars underwear so white and loose child noise song not allowed we did not know he missed being artist bad boy free sole beloved of his woman now mothering too many his own left too soon the boy to hurt forever to pass that truth along as best he could
kmae
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
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