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Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair. It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor— Bare. But all the time I’se been a-climbin’ ...

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Those tiny little things, which gave me wings, Never thought your simple blinks, would make me cling.   Yes, the wait was longer, You took your time, my Monster. Everything now, for you my Joker, Keeping busy, your Mummy blogger.   Seeing you grow, I myself grew, Never imagined raising a ...

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A happy day gone too far With my father That day when he left It left far behind ...

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