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once my mother

i knew her, when i was small
i knew her, grown up
had not seen her in three years
i almost didnt recognize her
then she spoke my name
and i knew it was her
i sat beside my mother
she looked beaten and
so old
we made small talk
not once did she smile
a rush of ugly memories
came and went
i got up, said i had to go
she looked at me,
“you will phone me”
i said “of course i will”
and sadly i walked away

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