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I never looked back the day I left A thing I always seem to neglect Something my mother noted Whether I was going to school for the first time Or for Basic Training Or going to Iraq The day my mother said she wasn’t at home The day she set out, and I was left alone I couldn’t say what was in my heart The sorrow choked me before I could start A hug through tears is all I could muster Followed by a rushed exit Again, neglecting to look back
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