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Jan 2022
across borders is hell to pay
when you say to go away
the life I breathe
is hell to take
as you have the child
I came to raise
our love was fruitful
like your heart
we made our vows
together forever
to have and hold
we were told
you spoke of peace
you didn't believe
then you crush
this heart of mine
we used to smile
and say good night
now all we do is fight
about how we changed
where do you draw the line
when you have our son over state line
when will I see the son of mine
my wife is in canada and i have no clue when i will see my son again
jesse packard
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jesse packard  30/M/Rainier, Oregon
(30/M/Rainier, Oregon)   
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