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“You have your father's eyes” 

And his smile and your nose,

not his ears, not your voice,

I got his wits and your eyesight 

And my own damned mind.

My biggest fear is becoming like you, 

and if I believed in your god 

I bet I would pray daily 

for that not to happen.

I've choked for too long on the dirt that you made me swallow, 

But I keep trying to grow marigolds were you planted weeds.