Here lies unknown,
Somebody loved him,
Somebody's son.
Unknown it may say,
But to somebody,
He was known.
Mother waits in hope,
Maybe one day he'll come home,
Returning from unknown.
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Here lies unknown, Somebody loved him, Somebody's son.
Unknown it may say, But to somebody, He was known.
Mother waits in hope, Maybe one day he'll come home, Returning from unknown. Author notesPicture prompt 2 In a listA contest entry
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