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That Mom greenhouse strong me in her arms
When I was little, it was what I often dreamed.
But when I woke up, I always swam in my tears,
And I was angry against myself.
Gradually, my heart and my dreams have been closed to my mother
Because they were the source of constant disappointment.
So I choosed not to hope.
# Posté le dimanche 10 juin 2007 14:04
Modifié le dimanche 24 mai 2009 13:48
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