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May 2014
Dad forgot to put his contacts in that morning,
and so he buried my childhood in the yard,
mistaking it, in his blind struggle, for his own.
I wasn't abused as a child, and for that, I am eternally grateful.
Robert Joseph Hoffman Jr
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Robert Joseph Hoffman Jr  Williams
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