Could it have been avoided?
Rage, from a family member
Who gave me kisses
on top of my forehead
And told me that I was an angel
I’m now embraced by angels
Who assure me that I was loved
but can’t help me understand
why I can’t see mommy anymore

The Personal Trek of Eric P. Martin
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