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Troy enters the yard with a infant wrapped in blankets
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| Rose..I'm standing here with my daughter in my arms. she ain't but a wee bittie little old thing. she don't know nothing about grown-ups business. she innocent.. and she ain't got no mama | |
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| What are you telling me for troy? | |
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Troy sits in the porch talking to his baby
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| Well.. I guess we'll just sit out here on the porch. A man got to do whats's right for him. I ain't sorry for nothihng i done. It felt right in my heart. | |
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Troy continues to talk to his daughter
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| What you smiling at? Your daddy a big man. got these great big hands. But sometimes he's scared. And right now your daddy's scared cause we sitting out here and i ain't got no home. | |
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