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7. mother's love
looking at you sleeping with your
face in my arm
so much laughing and crying
the space between the door where the wind gets lost
in dreams you always get me in trouble
with forgotten words you talk to me
but still be kind to others
in a silent room with moonlight shining
you sleep without knowing the night
great love, please don't let drop
it's beginning of the story, and i sing
i was looking, looking at your sleeping
face
softly swinging February days
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