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Sorry
by Peter
Here in this meeting of friends (friends? I don't know...)
I watch you.
You joke that you do not want to cut your hair, joke around, trying to show a joy that I know, does not exist. I know that you do not want to cut your hair, I know that you do not want to have a gun, I know that you are not like this , a cop.
- Sorry, son, I'm sorry. I should not interfere in your work. I made a mistake, trying to the right thing, I erred, son.
- Forgive me, Blair, please forgive your mother.
- For the absence of a family.
- For the absence of friends in your childhood.
- For the absence of a home.
- Forgive me the absence of a father.
- Sorry, Blair.
-I made mistakes. I wish I could turn back time but I can't. Perhaps, if I could. I would do everything the same anyway, I don't know...
This is the way I am, you know...
You always understand, you always forgive me.
-Sorry, so sorry, son.
- I changed your life, I destroyed your dreams, your work , your dissertation, your friendship with Jim, I changed everything.
Well, now it is time to erase the past and write a new future.
You are diamond, my son, you will overcome this. I believe in you.
-My Blair, my son , my baby...
-I love you
the end