I rise and watch the day come to light. My “baby” was born 42 years ago tomorrow. I sit with memories, a sky rising with light. Birth expands around words, like a womb, shared.
I rise and watch the day come to light. My “baby” was born 42 years ago tomorrow. I sit with memories, a sky rising with light. Birth expands around words, like a womb, shared.
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