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His steps slowed
She ran forward
His heart heavy
Her heart was joyous
His eyes red rimmed
Her eyes danced
His fist clenched
Her fingers for the flowers reached
She was with mother nature
She was with her son
With the one she most trusted.
The moment he dreaded was closer
His brother's command had to be done
His dearest mother he had to abandon.
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