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Question

My dad was a working man,
He was also in the marching band.
He worked on houses with his father.
His father was a shining star,
That flew out of the sky.
That is when he died.
How my dad took,
Place in him.
I wonder why,
I sometimes cry.
In the sky,
I see a shining bright star.
Everyday I pray to my Lord,
That star won't go far.
I still pray each day,
While I lay.
On a bed that is nice and warm.
Then it came storm,
My dad went to the store,
After that I didn't see him anymore.

Answer 1

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Answer 2

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