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Telegram to daddy Daddy, please come home she dies when you are gone you gone, voices calm books and picnics on the lawn air breathes, fear sleeps sound waves echo in our deep Daddy, please come home we promise we'll be good we'll say our prayers to Jesus everyday are we good? are you bad? doesn't matter mommy's sad tick tock time knocks <stop> |
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