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Jan 2015
Puerto Rican ***
A long car drive
Neighborhood kids
Fireworks
Laughs given
And tears taken
Unfiltered cigarettes
And cardboard boxes
Your father was still a sociopath back then
And our apartment smelled like the ocean
My energy was only matched
By your good grace
Mostly I remember
When you told me I would be okay
Rhet Toombs
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