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I strummed at my guitar singing my fathers song, Every Mile A Memory. I was 17 years old today and I will be going on tour with my dad because of our talent together. *knock knock. It was Falcon, my best "boy" friend. He usually came over to help me with my choreography with the music and dancing. "Falcon, ready to get started?" "Actually, I was thinking about something else lately. Okay, well um, I think, um, your beautiful Phoenix."…