Rants for My Marine Brother
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Última publicación mar, ene 3, 2017
This is just multiple poems and sayings for and of my brother. It is just to get somethings off my chest that I know if he ever reads or discovers will make him, cry of happiness and feel love. They are also things that I am not brave enough to tell him face to face because I lack in the emotional discussion type thing.
Also that cover is a actual picture of my Brother and his niece! (If you do the thinking, to clarify the little girl is not my daughter but his wife's sisters.)
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