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LOST
A tear trickles down her cheeks
And she asks herself what new tragedies shall her seek.
Her mother who was loved and treasured
Her love for whom cannot be measured
Was gone now into the silent land.
Her mother had left her all alone,
And all that was left was her lessons of values, morals and general tone.
Goodbye she bid in a pitiful voice
To the one she loves most
And she turned away from the black casket
To face the world alone and lost.
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