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I see the flowers on my nightstand His picture is on the wall. His car sits in the driveway His friends still call. Why did you take him away from me Why did I let him go? How could it have happened Why must it be so? So many words unsaid So many things undone. He was my pride and joy My one and only son. I just don’t understand I can only ask why. Why did you take my son Why did he have to die?
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