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Dear Mother,


You have taken your last breath

You have made your departure with the world

You left your mark on everyone around you

Bring joy and laughter, guidance and comfort, love and affection

But your absents weighs heavy

Pulling us down into the deepest parts of water

We are drowning, are lungs are collasping, we can't breathe

We are hurting...

"Mother! Mother!" we cry your name but don't hear your voice

We ask easch other "is she really gone?", hoping and praying its not true 

But we must face reality, are mother is gone

Gone...Gone...Gone

 

 

 

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