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I cry for my mother I cry for my father I cry Even when there are no tears left to shed Have we spoken enough about family? My existence, how odd My life, utterly jarred Only with worry and sorrow for my creators
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Nov 17, 2020
Nov 17, 2020 at 5:19 AM UTC
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I cry for my mother I cry for my father I cry Even when there are no tears left to shed Have we spoken enough about family? My existence, how odd My life, utterly jarred Only with worry and sorrow for my creators
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moushmimehta
Nov 17, 2020
Nov 17, 2020 at 5:19 AM UTC
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