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In the shadows unseen I spied my mother,  going back and forth between the bureau and the bed. I never again saw the woman who I had seen folding tears into a suitcase. In the shadows unseen I spied my mother, going back and forth between the bureau and the bed. I never again saw the woman who I had seen folding tears into a suitcase.
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