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Dear so-called family, You know who you are, We share the same father And the same type of blood.   The last time we spoke Was during dad’s funeral, “Don’t worry” You said,
i write for a boy. who i've met only a handful of times.  i write for a boy. who i did not  know until i was already a person with a hard shell and a 
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