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Boy

by henuuu_heera

Daddy's little girl, she grew up in his comfort, untouched and unharmed. She comes to you. Happy. You leave her questioning, What am I to you?
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short, but direct expand more ideas to this poem to really show more about the absence of a father im a power poetry mentor

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