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A Mothers Journey
What can she really say?
He left, went away.
Her baby cooed.
Tears shed,
uncertain.
She picked herself up again,
unashamed she was alone.
No more tears,
the future
clearer.
Looking at her baby asleep,
snug and warm, unstirring.
A contented feeling
of love
overwhelming.
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