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Picture Looking Back

Ever look at a picture and see it looking back? It's a very unique feeling and words I did lack. I would joke and play when I felt him around, Nothing scary at all, actually helpful, I found. He would fill up the sink to soak the pans, And run the dishwasher to give me a hand. Then one night while working alone, I looked at his picture, to him he was home. The closer I look at the picture, I see He died here on campus, only 16, he'd be. I will never forget that feeling I had Knowing I could see him, I think he was glad.

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