Fri, 10 Feb 2023
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Fellowship with guys far older than I,
A celebration of two fathers,
Filled with laughter,
Warm food on the table after,
Old tunes blast loudly overhead,
But the conversation hits the mind-master,
The master's mind that is,
The master's mind that guides boys and men to his side,
He's the great one,
And conversation settles on his ways and wisdom.
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