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I didn’t feel you move 
yet I knew you were inside me

I didn’t hear you cry
yet my ears pierced at the shrill pitch of your voice

I didn’t see you smile
yet my heart melted at its sight

I didn’t hold you in my arms
yet my skin tingled at its memory

I didn’t see you walk and stumble 
yet I beamed with pride still

Not a harsh word was ever spoken
yet I replayed it on my mind

All my hopes and dreams 
for you, my dear,

Gone…with the sight of the crimson red ocean.