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Oct 2014
He gazed in her direction,
She was dead and he was left alone.
Alone, on this planet without a friend,
a home, and now a mother.
But he could never say these things aloud.
but he yelled them at her in his mind,
And with that silent voice hoarse,
A soft cry pierced his thoughts.
Sydney Rianne Bouldin
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     ---, Parsavagely Kompenere and AJ
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