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My heart is like a child most of the time,
tired and hungry with an orphan's cry.
Reason pleads to numb the past,
Yet time and time again I've mended breaks,
So a cuddled dream in my soul quakes,
"Oh to be free of complicated sorrow,
And not wish for a saviour for the morrow.
Oh to wake with a simple smile,
And gaze at the sky an endless while".
Poem By Tammy C.
