I was cleaning through one of my dresser drawers and came upon an old Birthday poem my dad had written on my 12th Birthday. I sometimes miss him so much and wish I could go back to when I was 12. I typed it below
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That's very touching. *smiles* I miss my dad alot, too. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him. I remember how distressed you were back when your father was sick. I always wished there was something more I could have done for you...
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