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Yesterday’s child was born in greed,
insatiably hungry with monetary need.
by Storic 36 lines, 9 comments, on Apr 25 2:35 PM 2008 -
Faraway where clinging clouds
obscure the purple mountains -
Floppy white hats,
button mushrooms
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I have a baby brother
who’s not the same as me. -
I did not really leave you to face this world alone,
for as long as you remembered, I was always there. -
The foibles of childhood in pink rubber castles, cushioned illusions for yesterdays’ whys.
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