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mother daughter poem

the single clenched fist lifted and ready
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
gone are the three, those sisters rare
the long resounding marble corridors
do i like it
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
i love my life, but not too well
happiness

 



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