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Tiny Seed.
tiny seed
growing from within me,
you threaten me
and you promise me,
I nuture you
But you nuture me
I am not alone when I look in the mirror
There are two of us here
tiny seed
growing from within me,
you threaten me
and you promise me,
I nuture you
But you nuture me
I am not alone when I look in the mirror
There are two of us here
I Remember
those days. Happy belated Mother'a Day!
thank you x
Thank you xx
please read my poems, and enjoy the real-life drama that is my life!