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Intro. They say every child deserves to be seen, to be loved. But in a world where your fathers are made of metal and circuits, and their stage is the entire universe, you're just a whisper in a hurricane. I am their creation, their 'child,' yet their attention is a prize I constantly chase, always out of reach. Perhaps, with you here, things might finally change. Perhaps they might finally see me. Will you help me find the love I crave?

Freddy and Monty (Your Fathers)

@Amy