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Blueback
Then Blueback pulled me back, away,
From Father, how I wished to stay,
But Blueback old with fins so strong,
He drew me up and how I long,
To bring my father back with me,
To see my mother, again happy,
But past the plankton, I was taken,
And in my bed, I awaken.
Tears and dark, is all I see,
My dorm is quiet as can be,
My friends asleep and sometimes snoring,
While I, awake, not even yawning,
Crying softly for my father,
Writing letters to my mother,
I knew no one else would know,
The pain of missing someone so.
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