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Dec 2013
My mother's eyes have known the things that move inside my brain
And if you ask her what she sees her answer will not change
Her voice is like a lullaby, she sings to give you rest
Enduring through the brokenness - my children, you are blessed
Remember where my father's been and what he gave to me
I tell you this because he too, once swam inside the sea
The thoughts you choose to follow out will lead you where you wish
But when the water disappears do not remain a fish
The air cannot accommodate the ones who need to drink
So recognize the time you take in every way you think
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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