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MOVING ON

mom
walks
barefoot
off the bus
I am in her arms
she is going to teach me how
to
fly


the wind
screams in our
ears, tears cloud my eyes
its noisy and cold on this bridge


dad
said
wed drive
somewhere warm
but mom doesnt want
to let me go see Mickey Mouse


horns
honk
mom steps
slowly up
whispers I love you
as we fall towards the highway


RIP
Andrea and Sulla
December 3, 2006

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