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A mother’s love is like the sea. Yet even the sea can be rough Her waves do not splash evenly. Sometimes, they pull away, making you wade...

It had to happen She needed to be shot down Unsure of when or how I shadowed her around town But she never let her guard down When the...

Memories taste sweeter, or spicier, more sour, bitter even, and too salty because of one special ingredient that enhances their timely...