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An Albatross to her,
she carries it thoroughly.
What was supposed to be great
is now a dreary.
One moment of weakness
shatters all dreams.
Faults are given, people blamed.
Nothing will ever be the same.
A move of miles
away from close family.
Friends become distant
then not at all.
Memories fade,
personal belongings lost.
All of her life
lost in a heap.
A move of none,
house of bare.
Friends are gone,
nobody is here.
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