A CHILD
A child reaches for their mother
They cry demanding no other
But for the breast of their mother
Who pulls them in and smother
But when I reach my arms out
I clench air and pout
Because I can't figure out
Why I'm left with doubt
Where's my mother now?
No where to be found
When I still need her around
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