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Cut Cloth
There is a picture of you above the kitchen sink,
Mama taped you to the wall and then painted over you,
You can see your outline if you know where to look,
If you catch mama at the right angle,
The door when shut has your shiloette,
I'm too young to remember you, they say,
But it never stopped me from making memories,
I vowed to find you one day,
To make you proud to be my dad,
But in old photographs of you,
You looked happiest looking away,
Like somewhere beyond the camera's gaze,
Was what you would leave everything you had for,
And you did.
