We love you Papi(Grandfather)
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, Feb 9, 2014
This goes to my grandfather he was a veteran, a husband, a father, a grandfather and the most awesomest person in the world! Everyone who kne him misses him dearly. P.S not good at writing poems
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