Friday, August 17, 2012

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My Dad’s constant refrain is like that of the small child …. Why?
Why he asks? Why us? Why her? Why did this happen?
Why is it like this?
What did she do to deserve this?
What did I do? She never hurt anyone.
Questions, questions, so many questions.
No answers though.
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