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Aug 2019
A distant man,
He's different but the same,
And while he had up and ran
I still owe him my name
Can't say I resent him,
But the love can be strained
I wish we had understanding,
Yet it's just a pain
i should talk to my father more
Jay
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Jay  18/M/Georgia
(18/M/Georgia)   
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