A Call from BeyondA Poem by MoodyGrief.The door of the laundry room was ajar Vivid heartbeats were drumming in her ears Crippled with anguish, she stared from afar Unwilling to face one of her worst fears "Mummy, I'm cold," a faint, distant voice said She felt her stomach turn to burning ice For her child had now been two long years dead
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