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I stretched my hands out in the sun,
there were greetings in silent smiles, and I found a new song.
Remember that there 3 dozen ways to read words,
and I dropped the pieces of our hearts.I am a mirror image today, mother.
There are the same curls in my hair, in the same places, I swear!
The veins in my hands stand out the same way as I wash dishes,
and maybe even my eyes smile like yours.
Although mine are more veiled
(oh the hazards of now…)
mama ich bin nicht mehr klein Time does kind things to us,
to recreate in exactly the same and different ways.
http://threateasy.space/2018/08 jeux de moto iphone Mother, I wish I could sing the way you do,
there is a certainty in it.
Maybe my children will hear in the words I whisper to them
The echoes of you.
http://sureminute.com/2018 bella and the bulldogs vanlig person