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I’ve just a few memories of my dad, more like impressions. The guy will need to have held myself on his shoulders a time or two-I recall the tough flat of their chest area beneath my personal calves, the impression of swaying saturated in the atmosphere, anchored by the stronger force of their fingertips around my ankles. And also the rough drifts of their locks in my fingers, glossy black tresses cut-in layers. I will about listen their voice singing a€?Arriba del Cielo,a€? Continuer la lecture de I’m sure so little about my father, but I’m certain he appreciated me