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Jul 2017
i wait standing at the old metal gate
my soul is tired, it has been a long Monday
then i see you run toward me
that action alone makes
my heart bloosom like
a sunflower,
all bright seeds, turning
toward you,Β Β the sunshine
of my world
My pick up at school today,
he still runs to me
excited to share his day
no matter what mine has been
that action makes my heary burst
for I well know, those days are numbered
betterdays
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betterdays  F/east coast australia
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