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Nov 2016
He is holding your son
His work here is done
I know it feels like a gun
To your chest but it was for the best
As you cry and cry i will stand by your side
And wipe the tears from your eyes
When your ready he will call you home where you can run to your son
And your job will be done...
Written by Samantha
Written by
Jaidyn and Samantha Lucas  WV
(WV)   
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