The White Birch
mother
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I could see
From the rising sun
From the shadows on your chest
You were done
And we all tried not to waste our breath
Imagining the sound
Of the morning dew
That left the ground
I could see
Your silent face torn
From every wounded bone
You were worn
And we all tried not to waste our chance
To feel the pain
As the morning dew
Fell as rain
I wish I could see
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