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Screaming,
Calling out to your ******* of a father
While staring out, far across the harbor,
Forgetting the name
Of the ship that carried him away.

The chill of the water below
Can't match the cold of a father unknown.
Rubianne Foster
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Rubianne Foster  27/F/FL, USA
(27/F/FL, USA)   
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