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Love's Dream
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mother's hand touches my forehead
her words of love you
ringing in my ears
her arms hold my body tight
warmth of her body
bringing us closer
suddenly the dream is gone
no hand touching me
only cold hard life
no arms to hold me tightly
only words of hate
that cut deep inside
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© 1998 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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