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Choking Back The Tears

Choking Back The Tears! This papa did accurately surmise undeclared war strong armed lance pierced my armour, ah...how fondly he recalls early fatherhood days of yore, when daddy's first born girl did effusively adore yours truly, he likened self as topnotch trooper, who mustered vigour exhibiting untrammeled unconditional tender loving behaviour before conflict erupted as between mainland China and Uighur back in the day din and clangour honed, perfected, battle tested... mine steely danse zing mettle admirable trait evinced by this troubadour, when understandable mutiny arose 'tween me and "Munchkin" donut ask anymore, why spouse described eldest with pet name eldest she smoothly bore intermittent flashpoints smoothed, sans 24/7 at beck and call, I availed to assuage with papa's magical succor distressed damsel (daughter number one), she established an endearing rapport with me telepathic sixth sense touchstone oft times found even how sailors swore dem crude words extraneous, ridiculous, superfluous... if unhappiness did evidently colour hint, asper hinting off kilter her humour characteristic woeful crimp evoking dour demeanor accompanied unhappiness countenance easily placated thru cuddling, viz comfort and reassurance, the panacea wherefore "star student" resumed former activity, which nurturing trend came to screeching halt as said lass matured courtesy puberty, where rancor more challenging than... childhood summoning more than a spontaneous gambit, hence necessity fore age appropriate strategy to reconnoiter parental strategy as throwing feint against emotional foe, feeble fiery feedback unseated formerly unrivaled dada furthermore awkwardness arose when teenage solace sought among preferred best friend(s) accelerated as das dada lost lustrous glamour plus, his snappy truculent unfettered brusqueness, especially when minimizing computer screen window "this bear did roar" "nothing," when unconvincing feint "fake" retort she saw deception, vis a vis married man scour ring and/or posting personal classifieds which mutiny capsized bounteous fidelity, gentility, integrity...no labour of love kin aright now, an invisible oaken wall betwixt us n'er to be rent asunder, e'en when rigor mortis gives reason for grim reaper to s attired while atop catafalque donned in my sin day best pinafore.

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