Oh!My father
I miss you, Im so lonely
I talk to the flowers and trees
like the crazy men in the cities.
When Im sad , I look to the window
Thinking my happiest moment with you
And when the night comes I look in the sky
To look for a falling star, to wish you are in my side.
When I have a problem
Im looking for a friend
But my father is the bestfriend
whom i can told my problem.
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