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My son my child how I miss you laugh.
My son my child how I miss your smile.
My son my child forgive me for not being around.
My son my baby boy.
My son my child I'm sorry for love that's not around as me being your father.
My son my child blame me don't blame your mother I am the man.
My son my child just know daddy love you my son my child.
My son my child daddy will be around again to hear your laugh too see your smile to hear you speak your words
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How we observe and how we reflect.
The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.
The facades of a perfect home.
This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.