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Aug 2019
I mourn the children we will never have
I mourn the mornings I will never wake up next to you
I mourn the coffee I will never have
I mourn the tomorrow that is not guaranteed to happen
I am death so mourning is want I do best
Written by
Lorena  33/F/Camarillo CA
(33/F/Camarillo CA)   
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