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Jul 2018
Any guilt I ever held about not “honoring thy father”
burned up in the crematory
The ashes of that guilt are buried with you in Mount Carmel cemetery
to lie in eternity with the remnants of all your shortcomings
and your guilt
if you recognized any of it

Happy Father’s Day
Written by
Lisa K V  New York
(New York)   
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