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20171210_021850thick black hair I was the king of someones mountain,surely not mine I suppose,he kept saying it won’t always be like this
A man who shows his efforts,those results he’s Look in for will come
Even though he couldn’t he left me because he knew I cold now I look at my daughter’s eyes and day if she gets lost she will eventually find her way,now it’s my turn to pass the baton I am and so is…….my daughter she is my last effort

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