-A series of Text messages, in poetic form. From him.-

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James, I like the time we hid from the Window guy.
I don't want to be one of those dads who doesn't know how to use his tools.
Children should use tools.

I only want to build things you like.
I know how to buy you victorian spiral staircases.
He came after we had just shaken hands.
You told me not to answer.

I never want to treat you like a beer husband,
Where people like my Mom would wonder how you keep yourself happy and busy with The Corvette.

I wish that I could take all the hurt and pain and hate in the world and figure out a way to shield you from all of it,
That's all I want for you.

The Pen is heary.

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