He's your father
I don't see that and still who are you?
He's your father
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Yeah, because sadly, I am your real father.
I left you since I was running low on money and your mother left us for a trucker with a neck beard.
So I, with no money, broken down emotionally put you up for adoption. Soon after your current, adoptive mother grabbed you and never let you go.
I'm happy for you son