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My mother; God-Rest-Her-Soul, would spend many hours sitting in the shade of this wonderful tree, set in front of her home....Might this her thoughts
how love changes you in the moment that it happens and how it is ever so unexpected. any feedback is great obviously :)
I'm the writer of this poem and own it's copyright.
A postive poem about embracing the times we live in.
This poem is how I feel about my mom, Its dedicated to her.
When you´re thinking about your lover; what happens when you want to feel the proximity of his/her body?
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