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Oct 2017
You must be tired, son.
I know what you're thinking.
You may think of giving up.
But son, remember the things.
That make you stand up until today.
Those things you were fighting for.
That make you survive these hardships.
Remember all the words I said.
Remember all the things I taught you.
Right before I let you off my care.
You may sometimes lose you way.
But son, I let you go on your own.
Not because I'm tired of taking care of you.
But because I know that you're ready.
To stand on your own.
I'm always right here for you, son.

-Dad
Thank you for always being here Papa. You may be hard and cold to me sometimes but I know that you provided me everything I need to grow.
Written by
Gerry  22/M/Philippines
(22/M/Philippines)   
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