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He's the reason for my unstoppable drive

I just wish he was physically alive

Keeping my nose to the grindstone

Knowing full well, I'm never alone

Every April twenty-nine

I feel like spending the whole day crying

In the early morning of that day

Someone removed his breathing tube

As a result he bled out

Kim was only able to hold him to say

I'll always love you

hi and unfortunately goodbye my sweet son

your life was over before it truly begun

From an understandably tortured mother 

and her first born

Dear Boston Children's Hospital

You owe me my brother

He's the reason for my unstoppable drive

I just wish he was physically alive