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There was a time I had no one. No one of my own.
Sadness was all I’d known.
There was a time, tears found the depth of my soul.
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He was sorry for the way he treated me. Never meant for me to cry.
Sorry for not being there, the way he should.
For the tears and pain that couldn’t be erased.
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The morning frost speaks of what I wish not to hear.
Step out from the warmth that embraced your soul
through the night.
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When your mother told me we were having a child,
I didn’t know what to expect.
I was ecstatic and fervent all in the same breath.
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