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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1738991

A poem to my mother...

"Like Mother, like Daughter", as they say...
Not me. I want to drift far away.
As far away as I can find,
So you're no longer in my mind.
I pray you won't come back.

Although praying is useless. It's not my thing.
Happiness and fortune, it never brings.
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