No questions asked

No questions asked

My father

He breathes

He lives

He here

My father

No questions

No doubts

No issues

My father

I see him

In the faces

Of those around me

I connect with

I talk with

I laugh with

My father

I take him for granted

Because he takes me for granted

My father

No questions asked

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