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Hello, father dear, I'm not sure what to say. But when is any son, When we only have the day? Hello, father dear, But sure isn't there a lot to be said? Man is strongest in silence. Especially when overfed. Hello, father near, How ironic! This is the closest we've ever been, All you had to do was get sick. Aw Jesus. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. Can we start over?
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
An Open Letter
Hello, father dear, I'm not sure what to say. But when is any son, When we only have the day? Hello, father dear, But sure isn't there a lot to be said? Man is strongest in silence. Especially when overfed. Hello, father near, How ironic! This is the closest we've ever been, All you had to do was get sick. Aw Jesus. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. Can we start over?
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
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