The Daddy I Never Knew

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Sometimes I think of all the stuff you would do.
Should I call you daddy or by your first name.
I never knew you, so I don't know what to say.
I'm writing this poem from the bottom of my heart,
because I never get to talk about you from my heart.
My adopted father's family says I get my hair from dad,
but I get my eyes from you.
Your the wonders of my dreams.
But all I can say is I love you daddy, is that O.K. ? 

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