The Cry
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Sandra Feldman
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When you're alone,
You feel unborn,
When someone dear,
Is no longer near,
You feel disowned,
Darkness fills,
The atmosphere,
Life becomes painfully seared,
Tears become your comfort zone.
It's hard, I know,
It's the hardest thing,
We must go thru,
And the pain never stops,
No matter what you do.
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