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Mar 2020
Son
The centre
Warmth that lends life, strength and purpose
My Sun
Bright; I am a flower unfurled, fragrant under his light.

My delicate dance, hard but only pressure forms diamonds on the mirror.
I see me complete in you.
This is a poem about motherhood. It is about my son and how much he means to me.
Naomi
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Naomi  33/Cisgender Female/London
(33/Cisgender Female/London)   
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