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Go ahead and mention my child 
The one that died, you know
Don't worry about hurting me further 
The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry
I'm already crying inside 
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.                                                         
I'm hurt when you just keep silent
Pretending it doesn't exist
I'd rather you'd mention my child
Knowing that she has been missed.
You asked me how I'm doing 
I say "pretty good" or "fine"
But healing is something on-going 
I feel it will take a lifetime.
  Elizabeth Dent







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