Saturday, August 6, 2016

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I read a thing
That says
A day came
When my parents
Put me down
And never picked me up again
And another day will come
When I do the same

I understand it
I know that it happened
I know that it will happen again
And again
And I know it is as
It must be

But there is still something
Sad
About it

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