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Woe


"She died today."

And I did not see her last gasp

Or hear her call my name

Like I knew she would


I could not hold her frail hand

Feel the shake of limbs

Reach in fear for mine

One last time where I stood


There was no love to claim

In her empty room

No words of grit or power

That urged her to stay with me


Days spun into rapid hours

After she went under

But her body gave up soon

Not able to hear my plea


"She died today."

And I hold the phone in woe

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