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Pumpkin Man

riding in a car past large trees away from the house I am staying in to shelton I visit Dad I look at the airport wondering where we are going I know I will get to see my dad for the first time, since this stranger has been taking care of me I still cry myself to sleep every night we arrive through clanged locked doors past plastic cells I see you in there with someone holding my hand I pick up the phone as he does a skinny man in an orange suit a pumkin suit he calls it trying to make me feel better about the 2 inches of glass between us, scary butm not like halloween we go home for the night I won't see my dad until I am 4 again why scream any more?

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