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Aug 2017
Where are you?
-I cant reach you.
-I can see you.
You're justt out of reach.
I had you,
Where did you go?
Why did you go?
Did I push you away?
Did you pull back?
You mustn't have,
otherwise you'd be here.
What have I done?
What did you do?
Reach out to me.
Our fingertips almost touch,
-you pull away.
Please mum,
I need you.
we all need our mum, sometimes we need her more than we realise
karma
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karma  17/F/cleve
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