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Mar 2020
Felt lost and only alone
Never cease to feel hollow in these tears I cried all night long

Daddy made too many mistakes
he said he never made but causes me to ache.

Mommy had all her dreams of me wrap inside a bottle ended wishing them all on me and never sought to look after me when I startled.  

What is this home my little child
is like the last thing is to be home for more than a little awhile.
Diane K Pak
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Diane K Pak  24/F/Philadelphia, PA
(24/F/Philadelphia, PA)   
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