Why?
Why do I worry so much?
Maybe because of rainy days?
Why do I cry so much?
Maybe because summer is over?
Why do I yearn for so much?
Maybe because my past years have gone?
No, I worry, cry, and yearn so much
because my son
is not with me now.
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