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My mother hasn’t spoken to me in years
I see her, winged, high above

Has she come back for me?
It’s alright mom I’m still here

We’re not going anywhere now
This road won’t take me to the end

My legs are shaking and tired
But the choice isn’t mind to make

I’ll be the one to catch her
When she falls to the ground again

 

 

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