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May 2020
you always told me to be strong
and that you would be there for me no matter what
i promised the same

you looked after me when i was little
or when my mom needed a break
you are my comfort, my escape
a grandmother's love is like no other

and now you're slowly fading away
one memory at a time
its hard to watch you

no that its my turn theres nothing i can do
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k  17/F/South Africa
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