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O, Father you are a great planter  You’ve planted my seed in this island  and watched me grow into a tree
the thick, hot air hit my skin as i stepped outside  as i walked to my dads car, the serence silence was interrupted by whistles and hollers i look up to see a car driving away filled with men much older than me   
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