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Jan 2014
I watched
my pops cry
in the middle
of a restraunt
apologizing,
heard my mom
scream at the sky
why, why, why

Now I've done both
had the tears on my face
and the yells in my throat
and it makes me wonder
when they were younger
did they think
about the same things
as
me?
I guess we are more alike
than I used to
admit


Daniel Magner 2014
Daniel Magner
Written by
Daniel Magner
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