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Jun 26
he left
he left with not a choice
but mere force
my father
the man I loved the most
was taken in front of my eyes without a choice
I will never understand why
why must there be penalty if not porcelain skin and perfect
my oh my he never had that choice
how I wish we meet again
I hope we have that choice
my darling father
you were taken by a country who never understood you
oh my dear father
I wish us both a choice
a chance for father and daughter
to reunite
wrote this at night, thinking about my dad
Written by
hiliana  14/F
(14/F)   
25
   Maybelater2
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