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Mar 2016
across a crowded room
i see the one thing
that keeps me solid

it's you
           my son

your perfection
is beyond comprehension
to me

your heart
makes mine explode

and when you smile
there's no comparison

to the great love
i will eternally
hold.
i could'nt have ever imagined
that the connection
of two cells
would have produced
such herculean
perfection.
susan
Written by
susan  chicago
(chicago)   
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