My father was the first man in my life that helped me embrace my parents take care to nurture and kissed me gently, with love. The man I look like a hero in the drama. Because of the love he had for them differently. The first man I loved it, I knew immediately that he was not going to leave me now. Or leave me stuck with the problem alone. The man did not love me the way I want it all. Because of that, he spat it means to preach the good one. And there are always penalties when I make mistakes. Man I love and admire so much with the pronouns, like many people, is the "father" of this.
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