slamming doors. officers dressed in blue.
mother needed these...escorts to see her.
she remembers her mother's face
flinch when they tell her that it's time to leave.
but the girl had smiled bitterly at her mother.
too late, she thought. you've already left.
- were you really ever here?
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Indefinable
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