"Growing up it was just me and my mom against the world
And all my sympathies were with her when I was a little girl..."My father was a soft-hearted, absent-minded, musical genius. He was a little boy abandoned by his father, locked out of his mother's room, caring for his sister and brother. He was a young man searching for someone to love and
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I'm glad you wrote this post.
-Brienne
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