We said our goodbyes,
I wish I could remember it better.
I never thought much of it,
Never asked questions of it,
Never questioned your decision;
I never touched the wound again.
I looked around emotionless,
And saw mom sowing,
Her eyes locked on the fabric
Not daring to look up.
She had asked if we were hungry,
But we didn’t answer,
I didn’t realize what was...
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