george-ariasWhisper

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Childs loveThe little girl runs to her mother, / “Mommy, mommy!” / Wails and wails.

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Sep 30, 2011

Our daysThese days tick by / In dawning arrogance. / I watch our race

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Oct 6, 2011

Street livesI have brought this woman up / Many times in the past. / Memories transpired

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Sep 30, 2011

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