when the sun goes down you snuggle with your miserable self-loathing you smile at your dear sordid reflection and imagine what if mother's cry for the light wishing not the moon to fill the void they smile at memories of their children's life and the void of death that is their dreams while you slap and laugh like a fool mother's fight back tears and those that would end the memory of her child you can jibe and coil and hiss knowing tomorrow will not haunt you a mother will forever be a patriot to more than your kind imagine more than you dream more than your soul emits its dull light shame on you forever shame on you and your lifeless dream...
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