Dear Mom,
A flower in your garden of three is dying it began to wilt years ago I remember when you noticed you couldn't help but blame yourself. Asked what you could do differently so you showered it with love let it bathe in your warmth reminded it that its roots were a foundation to lean on a foundation of stability a foundation of strength but still the parasite ate away at the beautiful bud weak stem and petals that never got to unfold still you always said it was beautiful always hoped it would find the light but darkness enveloped the seed and gripped it so tight it barely reached the surface and now now the plant is dying and I just hope when it passes you don't find a way to blame yourself
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