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Found At 3 A.M.
Poem about my relationship with my mother |
| Found At 3 a.m. She lives on beneath everything I do. Her presence influenced who I was. Her absence influences who I am. Our lives are shaped: as much by those who leave, as by those who stay. Loss is our legacy. . Insight, our gift. . Memory, our guide. |