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Friday, February 9, 2007
2/09/2007 11:28:00 PM
DAD is fine.
He told me he was fine.
That day he wrote,
He wasnt thinking straight.
Maybe he wasnt even thinking at all.
He knew he needed to reveal the emotional part.
He knew his fingers needed a good workout.
And he has difficulties co-ordinating between the heart and the fingers.
Whatever he typed wasnt what the heart felt.
Am i making things even more confusing?
Maybe.
Wait a minute!
Who am I?
I am just someone impersonnating Alf
(sometimes more affectionally known as D-A-D)
e impersonator
