My dad chased monsters from the dark,
Checked underneath my bed,
He could lift me with one arm,
Way up over top of his head,
He could loosen rusty bolts,
With a quick turn of his wrench,
He pulled splinters from his hand,
Never even flinched,
In 13 years I'd never seen him cry,
But the day that Grandma died,
I realized:
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Unsinkable
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