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My mother 
doesn’t 
remember 
my birth.
I know 
I was there 
but I don’t 
remember. 
She laughs 
as she says it. 
Do people 
remember 
things like that?
It is more
accusation 
than question.  


 I don’t know, 
I say, I don’t
remember 
it either.


Poems-ShortStoriesNeysa KingOctober 7, 2019
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