A person may leave or stay,
To know the reason, if I may.

A person can always get hurt,
Only if they didn’t make the cut.

Memories that are on one’s mind,
Increases our thirst to find.

Formed in the moment, kept life going.
These special things, prevents us from knowing.

This poem is about: 
My family


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