Tag: Day Twenty-two

All of time

Time abstract, defined within measured by feelings thoughts anticipation, long enough to tell we love or rush. Measured by passing seasons sun, moon and stars flow -never harnessed a sphere.

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Oh so rare a heart that takes you in a bouquet for mother your rubbing a yellow chin she will be happy you skip two beats a hop, a jump you run. Mother I love you so please do not hesitate love me for who I am and not what you expect. I need you…

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