I'm at my old house in America. I walk with my grandaddy and he matchs me step for step. And I tell him how I missed him every minute since he left. Then I hug his neck. Then I wake up. |
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I'm at my old house in America. I walk with my grandaddy and he matchs me step for step. And I tell him how I missed him every minute since he left. Then I hug his neck. Then I wake up. |
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