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October 2004

Who is this child?

Call him your son

What does he mean

Where he fits in

Where do you stand

You should be here

Where’s daddy, mum

He asks

And I say I don’t know

I’m empty handed

While I work

Being a mum

Why are you here?


Away from here

To somewhere I don’t


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