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R. E. M.
Your Mother is just sleeping
She is beauty in repose
Sweet dreams they follow her
Or so the story goes
She is faithful in dreamtime
Her fragments of dreamscapes cling
Whispers of soft lullabyes
In sweet visions she sings
Open arms are her calling card
Her soft hands are waiting for you
Deep in her heart of aspires fire
Her Eternal Sun simply shines through
poem
by
Theodora Onken
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