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Nine Days And Getting Worse

My mom is gone.

How can I stand it?

She was not ready.  She had things to do.  I had things to tell her.

It just gets more awful.

WTF.

No please.  Make this nonsense not be.

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One response »

  1. Perhaps there was somewhere she had to go.
    Maybe there was something we did not know.
    The pain is no less, yet she would want you to do your best
    and hopefully forgive me for rhyming.

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