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Dear Father The way you care for me throughout my life It makes me feel like I miss you. Teaching me how to ride my bike, tie my shoes, and do math. Reading scripture and applying it to our lives.
I got tangled in the streets of a girl Where red eyed wolves drank honey She tried to capture herself in a necklace But she didn't have enough money So instead she bought November
Picture of the past, Replaced with pictures of you. The fun times that turned sour then, Is just history now. Standing on the edge of , Dark and light, We raise our hands, and