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Grief

Her dad was a counselor
He locked himself behind closed doors
And counseled people on love,
Marriage,  relationships, life and death

When the man in his own
Daughter's life passed away,
It took him weeks to respond,
And then he only had a few moments
To talk with her, but he took
Her address again for the fourth time,
And sent her fruit.
Written by jemac
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