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Walking down the lonely street Nowhere to heed, none to meet. Sauntering in the poignant night. Carding for a semblance of poise.
Hoping against hope she does Praying to the Gods unseen. For her first hero she cries Tears brimming her eyes.
Words of love left unsaid Feelings unexpressed. Clock has run, never to return For moments left unshared.
She reaches the end of the road. Wipes her eyes, wears a smile Turns back, a promise to keep Not to ever cry, for you dad. Love you forever dad.