March 4, 2009
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I sit and think about just what to do.
I'm uprooted and moved from place to place.
All I wanted was love and acceptance from you.
All I got was looks of scorn on your face.

How could I show how much that I cared?
Why did we both decide to just give up?
Now we are separated and I am scared.
You're not right here like a momma for her pup.

But you are in my heart and always will be.
Without you as my mother I would die.
How do we fix this? How do we fix me?
There was only one more thing left to try.

Send me to live with a close family member,
Then I will return home near September

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