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There are days of mass confusion
There are days of malcontent.
There are days of retribution
There are days of passive illusion.
There are days of neglect
There are days with no respect.———
These are the days that we take over
These are the days we take our lives back
These are the days of strength and courage.
These are the days in which you shine.
These are the days that made you a man
The days that make me proud to call you son…..
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Dad
3/19/2026
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem