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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