Okay, this is a poem I wrote quite some time ago. I never posted it or even let anyone read it because it's kinda a deep subject for me, and I let quite a bit of my feelings go into this poem. Tonight, my mom found a tape recorder that had some conversations of Dad talking on the tape. I layed in bed and listened to it a couple of times. It
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"Why" is such a small word
Yet the largest question
How very true.
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