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I protect you the way
I wanted you to protect me.
Every moment defending you
Is a cry out for what
Our childhoods both deserved.
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We sit uncomfortably together
In the pain of the absence
Of a motherly mother
Sharing in the delicate distance that binds
Our unnatural separation.
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And in this way we suffer
Together apart.
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