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Apr 2020
I don't know about their kind
But I surely know mine.
I will start from the beginning
Leaving nothing behind .

Seeing me failing ,upsets him
But seeing me not trying, angers him
He doesn't want me to repeat his mistakes,
To see me succeed he is willing to do everything it takes.

He is not perfect
Not even close to it
Well parenting is tough isn't it ?

He has made some mistakes
But had pure intentions
It's his job to be strong and hide his emotions.

Well that's just it ,
His mistakes are neglected
His anger is deflected
Because his love is so purely reflected
To the best father in the world . I love my dad.
Written by
Harshit Nangia  18/M
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