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Feb 2013
A river between two worlds
Of concrete, sometimes lava
On one side, a happy child
The other, a boy beat by Papa
They come together on the river
There they walk on water
They meet without knowledge
Of the other's father
Bruises aren't seen
Just play between two friends
Mothers play different roles
And lives will meet different ends
I very rarely pull stuff out of my notebook, but I really wanted to share this one.
M Clement
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M Clement  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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