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Oct 2020
I can remember
Your smile
And yet worn eyes
As you burried yourself
In religion
And work
No mother nor rest
In sight
And as i continue
To live in this life
And wake up in the middle of
The night
I think I understand
How you went astray
Dad,
I really miss you
Talking Back
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