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❛❛ In your arms,

I am at ease,

My heart is shaken,

Mind is at peace,

You held me,

Like a baby,

And it reminds me,

How I first,

Saw the world,

As I grew up,

You thought me,

How this world,

Is played upon,

I didn't listen,

And did the things,

That put pain,

In my heart,

But in the end,

I ran back,

Only to cry,

In your arms,

You embraced me,

And,

All I could say,

Was,

Sorry,

And,

I love you, mom.❜❜

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