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When I call out, And ask for help Nothing seems to come. Just my echoing voice Bounces back, leaving me alone. The echo comes in your criticism, And what you point out as wrong,
 
"Why" does a little boy with hopes and dreams feel so alone? And, when that little boy needs motherly guidance in his life, he finds she is not there. That little boy thinks it’s not fair that his mother is gone and doesn’t care.
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