The sweat builds up on your brow
You try to understand how
Things came to this
And we lost you to
...
        
            Hey Mom, 
I just want to say
That this mothers day
I don't have a fancy necklace
...
        
            Here I lay
among the glimmering blades of grass
The gentle rain
...
        
            There is no flame
Which burns more ferociously
And savagely
Than the fire
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