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Mother Love

As I think of her she smile

all the blue and their rile
they fade in dark
but for whit a while

 

I long for the last
this sojourn to end, last mile
and this longingness that
swells in vast
ends in hug like the sand do
to the waters of Nile

 

when she flows she hug and take
away the grains with her
and when sleeps and sleeps unawake
this sand once cool, now behaves
as fur

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