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Apr 2019
Father,
Father,
what does "brave" mean?

Oh, how I asked that question
without reluctance, without guilt,
but I never got the answer.

Father,
Father,
what does it mean to be "brave"?

Oh, how I yearned to know
what it was like, how it felt
but I never got the answer.

Father,
Father,
are you "brave"?

He did not respond.
He was not brave, for he was a coward.
Afraid of life,
love,
himself.

Father,
Father,
I know what it is to be brave now.

And I learned all by myself.
willow sophie
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