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Feb 2015
The thought of you being there for me is a none stop movement running around in my head
consuming me of all my other more important thoughts
You do not deserve all the time I spend thinking about what you could be what you should be and what I want you to be.
My father. Instead of a stranger.
Written by
Olivia Thembani
376
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