Mothers – They copyright love/ Give us glasses to see life/ Limit or let shine
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They usually come to me in dark but hopeful days. I just open up an app on my phone and write them while lying in bed or hanging out somewhere in Leipzig. Don’t expect a masterpiece or anything. Here are two. For Leipzig you didn’t judge her when she came back to you tail between
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Pendant – Lived through many moves/ Last sliver of purity/ First kiss memento
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Raconteur – Simply a vessel/ The world tosses and saves me/ I try to describe
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Randomness – Learned to trust the dice/ Not quite getting what I planned/ I found so much more
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Rain – I listen in bed/ Sky bursting to life outside/ Somehow gives me peace
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