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Cry

I cry for the past

Of what once was

For how it could've been

But it's over now and

There's no turning back

I'm moving on

 

I cry for the present

Of how it really is

I'm all on my own

With nobody to miss

Except for my son

 

I cry for the future

The uncertainty

I keep holding on

But it's hard to stay strong

When my body is failing me

 

 

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