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The last time I saw my dad

Was in 1999 for my 18th birthday
He took me to the pub
Bought me a Guinness and said
Now you can drink

I used to be in awe
Of his grizzled face, cold eyes
And stern handshake –
I’d laugh nervously
Yes, dad,
I thought I had to please
To be loved

Ha. Ha.

Life is like that is it not
Nonsensical and shitty

Bogdan Tiganov

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