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Father not a Choice was mine I guess mine I went with the father Because brother did Mom in corner Crying Hands held pulling her ankles in I past her by without a look I was a man now I picked what my bro did Didn't even pause by Mom I was young But should have stopped Hugged. Loved I stood at her door some time after. Asking to come in forever. This little frightened kid. She smiled as she opened the door. Your welcome here always son I stepped in with no judgement Door closed behind My heart at ease I love you Mom. You just changed my life.
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Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 10:07 PM UTC
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Father not a Choice was mine I guess mine I went with the father Because brother did Mom in corner Crying Hands held pulling her ankles in I past her by without a look I was a man now I picked what my bro did Didn't even pause by Mom I was young But should have stopped Hugged. Loved I stood at her door some time after. Asking to come in forever. This little frightened kid. She smiled as she opened the door. Your welcome here always son I stepped in with no judgement Door closed behind My heart at ease I love you Mom. You just changed my life.
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Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 10:07 PM UTC
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