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Suspense:
Anticipation inside, the possibility of the results looming I want to hide the truth from you. I don't want to tell, I'm so scared. This one test we've failed. We were both so careless, fearless. And now we're just powerless. Though I can tell you this: I don't want your money, I'm not asking for your love (I know your girl's right over there)- but I fear doing this alone with no one to share the joys and the tears with. So be quick to step up- do this right, please? I won't beg and plead. Just be the father I know you can be.
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