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Jesse it's your father, speaking to you from his grave, there's so much I never got to say, and a whole bunch of reasons I couldn't stay, none were your fault by the way, I'm a quitter, to much spilt milk, made me bitter, I let anger consume me like the cold of winter, till it devoured me thru and thru, your mama tried her very best, nothing less, she did what she was supposed to, i gave her no choice, without a doubt, left her with no hope, and one way out, and that's what it was all about, never hold onto anger son, it's no way to live, I never got to be there for you, because of the things I did, your mama was a good woman, the best in fact, she went beyond the call of duty, to keep our marriage intact, but it takes two, to make it work, but it only takes one to smash it in the dirt, create pain just to inflict hurt, two wrongs don't make a right, and the foolish, are the ones that stay and fight, turn your cheek son, forgive and forget, don't carry it around with you, truly bury it, whatever it is "Just Let It Be" so you can truly stay free, always follow your heart, and trust in your gut, it may not keep you all the way out of harm's way, but it will be enough, your a Waddle son you ain't like most, you were born into this world, rugged and ruff, and by the end, you'll know tuff, from hard headed boys, to full grown men, from little schoolyard scuffs, to knockin off chin's, this is the world we live in, I love you Jesse, from the depths of my soul, I'll write more little later, but for now i got to go XOXO
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