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Nov 2015
I know every time you look at me
You see a little of yourself
You see the strength in these eyes
The horrors I was born ready for
I'm only this strong because of you
You raised me to be tough
To never underestimate my own capability
You see the sands of time
Age me into a better version of you
As you grow older
You grow prouder
Knowing your youngest is doing great
Even though I'm struggling
I don't let it stop me
You keep your hands folded
Never offering a hand
Always teaching me life is a lesson
I love you Pops
Even when we're too much alike
And our anger gets in the way of it all
Robert Guerrero
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