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My Dad
This is a short poem about my father who is now deceased |
| If my dad were here, I'd shower him with love and do everything right to get his approval and hugs. I would tell him all of my secrets and not be ashamed, of what he might say because I made a silly mistake. THIS ITEM IS NOT COMPLETE!! |