Gedichten check: My father
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My father Sometimes I listen outside my mama's door and i hear how she cries for my father. I pray for her even more than me. I know I’m praying for much too much but could you send back the only man she loved, i know you don’t do it usually. But dear Lord she’s dying just like me. Why do You take always the good people away, i don't know what to do but i will still pray. |
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