I’m the ear,
Listening to the troubles
And fears.
Soaking in
The roil and strife
Plaguing my friends.
I worry and care
For each and every one,
Parenting skills
Learned from my
Mother.
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I’m the ear,
Listening to the troubles
And fears.
Soaking in
The roil and strife
Plaguing my friends.
I worry and care
For each and every one,
Parenting skills
Learned from my
Mother.
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