When I was just a little baby I cried and cried and cried, or so I have been told. Yes, I was a cry baby. When I got a little older, if I got hurt, in trouble, or ashamed I cried. When my grandmother died I cried my eyes out. I shed my tears in my youth. Society has taught me as I got older that guys are not suppose to cry. Men are to have
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