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Sep 2013
She is my mom,
The spark that gave me light
The cloud to the rain
That fell against his grave

She was my mom,
Someone so proud to
Hold me
Give me life

Someone so proud to
Snub the wick

And quit
first poem wow
andrea tennille
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andrea tennille  alaska
(alaska)   
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