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Mum
Not always easy me and mum
But sparks ignite loving hearts
And fire up a love that runs and runs
Firing true for my mum and me
Special relations mums and sons
As I’ve seen so clearly, with my own ones
Maybe too alike, maybe too different
Sparks just happened along the way
Both too stubborn, both never to give in
But the clashes only stood out, because really so few
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Saturday 14th April 2018 1:45 pm
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