When my mother told me
she had taken the stairs,
stared out from the bedroom window,
thought about throwing,
when one of us as a baby cried
for a whole year –
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When my mother told me
she had taken the stairs,
stared out from the bedroom window,
thought about throwing,
when one of us as a baby cried
for a whole year –
Read it in Banshee