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Time, they say,
is the greatest healer of wound. But when time goes pale, Hope will be the one to be called upon. Mother, Your words were the pill of hope That I swallowed to heal my wounded heart When time became bedridden.
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HenryWrites
16/7/2018 06:52:18 pm
Wow. this is amazing 😍 Mothers are said to be one in a million/billion/trillion ... zillion. Beautifully written.
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Ubah
30/7/2018 12:47:50 am
well written.
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Damian
31/7/2018 07:25:36 pm
Well written.
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Elizabeth
1/8/2018 08:05:09 pm
I really love this like love love love
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Olakunbi
1/8/2018 10:27:19 pm
Good work
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