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Oct 2023
When i was young i regarded you as the man my parents told me not to be and i loved that.

I smoked with you, laughed with you.
You were my childhood eyeroll
Turned into adult head shake
And into fatherhood, an understanding
Of how stupidly corny your repeated jokes were.

This is review.
Nobody laughed the way you do.
Ryan Bowdish
Written by
Ryan Bowdish  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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   Pen Lux
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