I remember
Dear baba,
I remember the first time our beliefs were not aligned,
I could not bear to disagree with you.
I fear the lashings from your tongue
that I know will surely come.
I remember when I first dared clash your words with mine.
I could see the inferno come alive in your eyes.
If I recall correctly, we didn't speak for five days straight.
I remember the first time you came to see,
my actions did not align with yours.
I remember being cast out onto the streets
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