In deep sleep the child touches her mother
Feeling her presence lulls her
I too touch you in my sleepy wakefulness
I try to calm my dishevelled being
I too anchor myself in you
I keep coming back to you endlessly
Feeling her presence lulls her
I too touch you in my sleepy wakefulness
I try to calm my dishevelled being
I too anchor myself in you
I keep coming back to you endlessly
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