Grandmother
Lost in the echo
Day by day it's the same
But with a new shade
A new pallor on every game
On every November night
Every stone feels different
But it's all the same
The only thing truly different
Is you're not here
To make it all okay
To shine a light
Each and every day
Is a brand new struggle
But every day I remember
When I wake up
The reason I continue to exist
Is because you loved me
And you fought for me
And molded me into who I am
Someone who can thrive
Even on the coldest of days
But even so sometimes I get
Lost in the echo
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