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Dedicated to my dad: The wind was blowing, Drying the tears on my face, And chilling my bones. I looked around me,

Dedicated to my dad:

The wind was blowing,

Drying the tears on my face,

And chilling my bones.

I looked around me,

Watching everyone crying,

Feeling my sorrow.

We all prayed to God,

For better times ahead;

I hope he listened.