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He yells,
He screams,
My mother shivers in fear,
I go and cry,
At the oceans that I have cried before,
I worry that the screams will burn my mother’s heart,
I fear for her,
There is nothing I can say,
I fear that if I say anything,
He will burn my heart too,
Why doesn’t he stop?
Does he have a heart?
Maybe his was burned…
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