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Feb 2017
you are a ghost
roaming around these halls
i can see how hollow you feel
you are trying
that is what matters
but when you retreat back into that black pit of despair,
it hurts me and everyone you love.
i know
that this is not easy for you
you have been struggling for years
i wish you were well
i wish you could climb out and see the light of day
get better soon dad.
sarah crawford
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sarah crawford
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   unnamed, Elizabeth J and Ramin Ara
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