In the poem that I just read was so sad the second line was tearful
I was about to cry cause how it said we are dead short days ago my grandpa he was from france but then when we went o go fight the maoris he died he got shot in the chest I was not even born yet I was still my mom's stomach I was so sad that I didnt even met him it was sad to here that that had happened
even though I didn't get to met I still love him I always ask my mum about him cause i never got to met him how would you fell if that happens to you what would you fell like.
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