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To my father
My father doesn't know how to deal with his own pain. He's buried it so deep he doesn't recognize himself.
I look at him and it is written all over his face, Is it written all over mine?
There is no shame in wearing your scars like the clothes on your back.
I am trying to understand the roots of my pain, to lighten to load for the both of us
I look at him and it is written all over his face, Is it written all over mine?
There is no shame in wearing your scars like the clothes on your back.
I am trying to understand the roots of my pain, to lighten to load for the both of us
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