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A rich young man and a poor girl. They never met. Yet their fates are intertwined

Set in the early 21st century, a young girl from a polygamist, Catholic society tries to outrun her fate.

There was a body in a casket, Stiff and still, The man inside the casket had no pulse or never will, My mother stood by there for five whole minutes, She whispered theses words I will never forget, I will always love you, I knew she saw her life go away, He was her world that she just said goodbye, A room full of people who could care less, Along with the man and his famous index cards, We head outside to see a piece of wood that means more than words could, However his name is misspelled, Damn the man with his famous index cards with in hands reach, Here the man in the casket was once was the father of a girl who I no longer am, He is a father of a girl who always wears a smile not one who is on the verge of A mental brake-down, He is a father of another family, One with a mother who is the reason they came up with the word sunshine, The girl with the younger sister who she looks out for, Not a younger sister who looks out for the older one, His body is now in the ground that has a plank over the spot, A name that is not my fathers because the story has changed, A family with no father, A mother who they created the word deppesion for, A older sister who is a child at most, A girl who is stronger than both, This time his name read off Edggar Finch, A guy who I never knew, My father was named Edgar Finch they most of had the wrong name. See for yourself it's all a cruel joke, Until I remember the body I saw in the casket, They had the right person just the wrong name.