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Jul 2017
Momma, I’m scared
I know you told me that I had to be strong,
But right now, my mind is weak,
As I imagine the world, you no longer exist in

Last night, I had a dream
At first, it was beautiful
You were smiling and laughing as you held my future child
Then, there was nothing, and that beauty became a dark abyss

The skies became as black as night
Birds began to drop like flies
A single wolf howled as it gazed upon its mother’s remains
And there you were

Screaming in pain and agony
Crying these tears that flowed like a calm river
Your eyes widened as you attempted to grasp my arm
Then without so much of a whisper the storm vanished, you vanished

The skies began to cry soaking my empty husk
The Earth crumbled beneath my feet, but I could not move
At that moment, I opened my eyes only to realize it wasn’t a dream
Rest in peace mother, I will never forget the promise we made
Just for the record, this poem isn't a completely true story. My mother just had surgery, but it was a success and she is fine. Thank you for reading
Dr Strange
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Dr Strange  Atlanta
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