Dec 08, 2005 14:42
Dear Daddy,
I write you in spite of years of silence
You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear
This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings.
Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.
^.^
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