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everything at the line laying there... With the knife in my stomach. I knew, i was about to die. I don't know why i was suspecting my father to rescue me. I was realizing i had being looking for him all my life. This is my search. We start at the beginning, my mom. That was the happy days. Problem was, everybody was in love with my mom. So everybody could be my dad. One thing i was certain of. I didn't have a white daddy. And he was sure as hell, he wasn't a cop. Black or white. I
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