Dying without a cause

I see a family,

I see a father, a mother, a son, a daughter,

A perfect family.

I see the father walking to work,

The father going up the elevator,

To the top floor,

I see the father sit at his desk to start the day,

The father takes out his papers from his briefcase,

Takes a walk through the hall ways,

Talks to his co-workers.

The mother.

The mother cries.

The son and the daughter.

The son and the daughter cry.

They never see the father.

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