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The Man


(poems go here) You look like the type of man that isn’t afraid of anything. You could have a good time at the beach with family and smile unconditionally. It’s hard to picture that. I have never seen such a sight. What do I see? What can I see? Not much. All I see is a passion that thrives within you every single day. I can see what others can’t. You hide it so well. You're sad, lonely and tired. You’re not as strong as you were before. Your head is not as high. I compare you to the past. Now I wonder, what makes you last? You’re a different Man. You’re the man that has changed. You’re the man who will never be the same.
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sstegall
In memory of my band director.
sstegall
In memory of my band director.

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