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Existing
Your smile, your laughter
even the salt of your tears
are the exuberence of humanity
if there be a God or Goddess
you are their reflection of everything good
you bring hope
where there was despair
happiness
where there was pain
with eyes that define love
tunnels to a pure soul
divine innocence
beyond our feeble comprehension
would such a creature be a myth
a figment of the imagination
not hardly
he's my son.
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