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It's hard
To say
Goodbye to
Something
That you've
Never even had
To say
"Hello"
To.
Something that
Has been with
You since
You came
Home
For the first time
In a little bundle
Of blankets.
It's hard
To come
Downstairs
For the
First
Time
And almost
Call their name
When you remember.
It's hard
When you think
"What could I have done?"
When there
Was nothing.
It's hard
Not to cry,
So you don't
Attempt to fight
It.
It's hard.
It really is hard
To wave farewell
To the
Skies.
You want
To see what you
Are waving
To.
To touch what
You mean to see
Off.
It's harder that anyone could ever know.
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