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Sep 2018
My old Man

I know we’ll meet again
I hope he still remembers me
And that I love him so
But if he’s up there or down there
I hope he knows that he’s my dad no matter what
Even if all I know is a short piece of abbreviated name
I found the papers...It truly is upsetting what your parents lie to you about.
Thorns
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Thorns  21/F
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   Jay M and Fawn
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