Still here
Most people assume we're okay
That the fear and pain just flew away
You can make us a new house
Even get us a spiffy trim blouse
What we've lost is irreplaceable
Family members, that’s unmistakable
She stripped us for ALL we had
So we can’t just sit around being mad
No one to blame
It was nature’s cynical game
Don’t forget us
Or claim we're making a fuss
We need something money can’t buy
We want something that brings a tear to your eye
Recognition
Remembrance
Don’t push us away
Because we're here to stay
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