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I look over to my son laughing playing not a care, Comes running when hurt or scared running to me But as time goes by I start to notice His son running laughing not a care Comes running to his dad my son when hurt or scared into those same arms which were once wrapped around my legs with full might which gave the feeling of father Young working respected But when i see that young boy i feel... old useless the grandad THE GRANDAD
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