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Does anyone really care?


My son has been gone for 12 years, I wounder if anyone still cares, knowing it is not the first thought between their ears, I just know i have not seen him in years, There are days when i break in tears, Just woundering if anyone still cares, Won't see him till i am up there, Soaring around in the high air, Just to sit and talk, Maybe even touch his hair, Still woundering if anyone cared.
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