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Feb 2012
Mother dearest how I love you so,
All the times I wished you were there.
To hold me and tell me that you care,
Even whilst brushing my hair.

Mother dearest I know notwhat to do,
To tell you the pain in my soul,
For which only you can console,
And fill up the empty whole.

Mother dearest even I know,
How in secret I cried,
And you wished for me to confide,
But I left your hands tied.

Mother dearest I promise you,
Even though I know not what to say,
I will not turn you away,
And we will get by day by day
12.22.10
Written by
Julie Grace
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