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My mother was gone
by this age I am,
messages
she may have shared
are nowhere found,
there’s no track
to follow
no clues to see,
she didn’t go here,
it’s all new to me.

I write my life
by first-hand view
no warning words
no clearcut signs
an unmarked path.

Still,
I want to ask.

Sue Turner/Tumblewords

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