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My Grandfather

My Grandfather

By: Jair Backman

I used to see you grandfather all the time until

we just stopped seeing him

I think about him all time

my mother used to tell me when we went to visit him he’s not there

but his name was on it

I used to tell her

but see always told me he’s not there so where is he and when is he coming back

and know I know he is not

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