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Rated: E · Other · Emotional · #1602798

Musings of a lost soul

Rain run down my cheeks
  Sets its course
    Upon my body

I am wet
  Soaked from the tears
    Of our Mother

And still I stand
  Til she beckons me rest
    Deep, deep into her bosom
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