Kayla really likes this poem. She says she thinks it's about my mother. I think it's about Kayla and me.
One and One
In some place outside my window
out my door and through these walls
someone else is sad as I am
silently she sits alone
I wish I could comfort her and
tell her someone cares for her
then both of us can cease our tears
and know we have someone to hold
One and One
In some place outside my window
out my door and through these walls
someone else is sad as I am
silently she sits alone
I wish I could comfort her and
tell her someone cares for her
then both of us can cease our tears
and know we have someone to hold
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