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Mom
Mom,

I remember my adolescents
and how you consoled me
when I cried

when my father left
I remember consoling you
when you cried

It's funny to think
that you parent me with shoulders
heavy with countless burdens
and still smile day after day
numb to the reality of pain

how can I not love you.
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