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Forgetting good

Pulled from the needs,

I forget the good

And feel the void

I dread the most.

You little expecting from me,

My empty big hands

That smile and run to satisfy.

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Aran

The year starts dark

And cold on my face

While you sleep sweet.

Tiny and helpless in your bed,

You gather your strength and fearless

Explore and learn each day.

Brave, yet a baby,

Curious, yet checking on mum,

Each day you grow away

And into my life.

Heart scream

i hear my heart screaming

And my mind shushing it

With no respect.

Timid and true

The heart keeps silent

And the show goes on.

I am surrounded by balance

With a under loud core.

True to myself,

I open the valve.

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