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Song lyrics, short stories and sober thoughts for independent thinkers
Tuesday, 2 August 2016
Father is
Father, he is sick
I, I'm too scared
He has to pull through
I won't make it without him
I can't live without my father's love
He is killing himself
he just doesn't care
Father, he is going downhill
I, I can't do anything else
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