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Mother’s Day
I don’t know where
my daughter is.
The old woman
arches her back
she remembers.
The rose bush
intends to flower
all winter.
The one-eyed cat
has to turn her head
all the way around.
Mother’s Day
I don’t know where
my daughter is.
The old woman
arches her back
she remembers.
The rose bush
intends to flower
all winter.
The one-eyed cat
has to turn her head
all the way around.
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