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My uncle
Would die for his family.
And he almost did
In the smoke
In Boston.

My aunt
Would run until her legs gave out.
And she almost did
To her children
In Boston.

My cousins
Never brushed up with death.
And they almost did
Between the bombs
In Boston.

My mother
Would risk her life for anyone.
And she almost did
For her family
In Boston.

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