A memory that i have which i can't get rid of.

Includes a woman who gave birth to me.

Then couple of years later she left me in this world.

The memory of her beautiful face will remain with me.

I don't want this as a memory.

I keep telling myself that i wake up from this dream.

But then i realize it's not a dream, it's reality.

It's just a memory that i have to live with.

Why does it have to be this way?

Why can't be real?

I think one day when i wake up I'll see her beautiful face one more
time.

Oh! how i wish she was here right by my side.

The memory which I will live with until the day i die.

But how I wish my dream would come true.

To see her, to hear her, fee, and hug her.

But that will never happen because she is my memory.

The only thing i can say is god why did you have to take her from me when i
was so young.

I wll never know what it is like to have a mother, knowing that she left me
here in world all alone.

This will be a memory of a mother that i never knew.
 
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