I miss my daughter my son scoffing ice cream
I miss my son my daughter playing in the playground
I miss my daughter my son walking home just before the spring rain
I hug my son my daughter my husband I miss them so much
I hug my husband my daughter my son I love them so much
I kiss my daughter my son my husband I owe them so much
They hug me
My daughters sings to me
My son clings to me
My husband gives me food
They love me so much
The Folly Of Impermanence.
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*“You talking about me?”** The neoliberal denigration of the past was
nowhere more unrelenting than in its depiction of the public service. The
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