i remember well,
i am still a father's child..
for someone i am a kid anxious to run and hide under his embrace.
it's not just a celebration of a man's life,
it's a revelry of my existence.
i am still a father's child..
for someone i am a kid anxious to run and hide under his embrace.
it's not just a celebration of a man's life,
it's a revelry of my existence.
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