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Jan 2013
Both brought up in crowds.
We heard laughter first,
and when our crying was the worst,
the others were too loud.

It helped us cry, less,
more or less.
It doesn't mean we loved them any less,
But just that we don't cry much any more.
Written by
Glenn Appleby  California
(California)   
409
   st64 and William A Poppen
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