Ode to young

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When I was young...

Submitted: July 05, 2008

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Submitted: July 05, 2008

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When I was young
My mother
Held me when I
Was there
My father
Was never there.
I miss you.
Do you notice?
Does anyone care?
We weren’t raised to see life as fun.
No one cares.


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