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She looked,
She looked again
Her heart throbbed loudly
'But it used to be right here.'
She had kept it there
At her mama's
Wrapped it with a promise
That the world would not win
She could remember.
She had been faraway from home
But now she was back
With a company of remorse
She was ready for her initial course
Now, she could not find it
No matter how hard she searched
It was gone, vanished
Like the saintly soul of her mama
Now, bereft is she.
Good