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The mess you left behind A weeping mother A newborn baby A mother with no one to help her A child without a father to love her The mother soon became depressed The child soon grew to be a teenager
19 Barely two months  Leaving everything  Leaving the world I knew  Leaving all for 18 months  There was only me now  There I stood at the termibak There I stood in a foreign culture 
Two Thousand Sixteen   Tomorrow I'll do better   Two Thousand Seventeen  
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