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Jun 2021
I see them close by
Some days they are closer than others
A boy and a girl
Two souls that call me mom

Both are sweet and caring
but only one is mine by blood
both of their fathers are gone

One killed in a war away from home
the other in a war down the street
Both caring
but taken too soon

Even though we all miss them
We try to find happiness.
The only thing we can't run short of

One day I will hold them in my arms again
And when that day comes
I will cry once more
Thanking those above
that I have my family once again
Writing of the Unknown
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