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 Sep 2018 Ambei Youngest
Justin
The gaze of a mother seems distant but fierce,
the heart lies open, withered and pierced.
Our minds diverged, yet our eyes the same,
who else is there, but I to blame.
If only we could revert back to the light,
for that would be a wondrous sight.

— The End —