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Feb 2016
Tissues aren't soft like her hands
Pillows weren't comfortable like her laps*
She's there awake for you
She's there living for you
She's the one who'd always carry you
*She's your mom, she's never leaving you.
Alia
Written by
Alia  Dubai
(Dubai)   
681
   Aurelia, Botan, NuBlaccSoul and Neko
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