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Stronger

By , Pflugerville, TX

Smell fresh air,

Mother had died to give me freedom,

saved a life

carefully planned,

i was to sit there, ivisible

Nobody would ever know

I was growing stronger,

There were brief periods when i felt outside his control

waking from a deep sleep,

i saw in front of me

she had her face hidden,

tears trickling between her fingers

we heard the death eaters

they had turned their backs on him,

their voices awoke me

i was angry






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