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Frosty
I remember being 10
and sitting there, restless,
waiting for my dad and the presents.
I remember being 11
and sitting there, quiet,
and knowing that despite the gifts
there would be no father ever again.
PAR
and sitting there, restless,
waiting for my dad and the presents.
I remember being 11
and sitting there, quiet,
and knowing that despite the gifts
there would be no father ever again.
PAR
Published 31st Dec 2022
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