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Mother's Eyes
A line
So thin
Fragile
In a glossy eyes
Mother to child
Love is alive
Hate or love
sincerity
always real
By blood
Or flesh
a mother
A real mother
Either alone or abandoned
mother’s heart
Fear nothing
Fight for the best for the child.
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poem
by
Malaya Roses
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