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FATHER'S SON

Recently I’ve noticed that I’ve been turning into my father. His habits, mannerisms, quirks, and even taste in food have slowly been turning into mine. I always thought I looked like my mom. In recent pictures of myself though, I see my father.

For those that don’t know, my dad passed away four years ago. It’s only recently that I’ve talked about him. I guess it took time to manifest. The more I become him the more I remember.

I miss my dad.

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