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I'm Glad You're Not an Astronaut

I know my mom is happy with the life that got replaced but once upon a time, I heard, she dreamed of outer space. Mom, I know that sometimes when I leave, I leave you fraught with worry But I feel like an astronaut Just wishing life would hurry. At four years old, in Daddy's arms I cried Somehow, I was old enough to know you might have died. Too young to understand back then, that if you'd lived that dream, I wouldn't be in Daddy's arms; you wouldn't have met me. Mom, I get t

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