Love letter to daddy

Letter # 2

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  Well, after my visit I went back
  home and as usual we began moving
  around from town to town,
  schools had rules and I had to relearn
  each one.
  I got into trouble Daddy, when I came
  back, I started chasing around, doing
  stupid things that you can only do in a
  mining town, with gambling, bars and
  fights. 
  Those evil men did things to me that
  were not right. Many times I was up all
  night. Often there was no food.
  Sometimes if I was lucky a can of Dinty
  Moore Stew would do.
  I’m so glad you didn’t know this, your heart
  would have been broken in two, for all
  your child went through.
  But I wouldn’t be honest if I denied my
  anger. Where were you when I needed
  protection from danger?
  But Daddy, you would have been proud
  of me, I learned to survive.
  It is amazing what children can do
  when they try. I tried many things to
  protect myself.
  They were not the smart thing to do,
  but it was all I knew.
  I developed a set of rules to deal with
  the craziness of things. I somehow got
  through the years but there were many
  tears.
  I had difficulties with Mama. She was
  unbearable to live with and I wanted
  out of the trauma.
  She kept going into those buildings with
  flashing lights for hours. I stared in the
  windows waiting for her to come out,
  but she would never win those games
  she played, even though she would go
  every day.
  I thought the way was to get married at
  sixteen, and before you knew it I had
  two babies living in a mining town.
  But I knew in my heart I would never
  raise them like me. 
  Well, this is pretty long and you have
  bent your ear to hear this story.
  You know Daddy, I really appreciate you
  listening now, since you didn’t hear or
  see me when I was a child.
  Oh, and one thing I forgot to mention,
  there will be mistakes in these letters,
  since they are written from a little girl’s
  heart,
  even though I’m a grown up now.
  I know you loved me Daddy, you just didn’t
  know what to do, your illness kept us apart.
  Well, I will visit you again soon, I have much
  more to say to you!
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