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The Hardest Part
I crawl out of my warm bed
 A perfect morning,
 Take a step down and hear the cries 
 soon  enough,
 i know for fact,
  the tears should be swarming.
 
 What about them?
 That's what you call me 
 I am a person,
 you know.
 i sincerely,
 yes i do
 have individuality
 
 The moans of my mother 
 She is hurt by her child
 She is leaving me alone.
 she calls, and calls,
  her happy left child
 but receives,
 ended service when dialed.
 
  The hardest part about her move
 Is not knowing she is gone
 But hiding my pain and having no comfort
 I have lived hidden for so long.

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