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Jun 2014
Mommy called me an accident.
How could this be?

Mommy cut me again.
She said it was an accident.

Mommy hold a bottle in her hand.
She told me she was tired.

I told her to go to sleep
And she did.

Mommy slept for a long time.
She never woke up.
I wonder when I'll see her eyes open again,
Or see that smiling face.

Mommy, why were you so mean?
Mommy, where are you?
Mommy, please wake up.
Mommy, why won't you answer.
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