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May 2020
Cradle song woven upon
a mothers arms,
                        no tears,
      no cries.

Just mothers tears,
         cuddling her baby.

No  fret just stillness,
                        she sings
           her to peace...
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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