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When the cradle falls - Potentash
I can hear your laughter echoing, Bubbling as it does when a child laughs.Innocent, you cling to your mother, A shadow following her wherever she went. Your world was secure, until death struck, In an instant, a heartbeat, Daddy died. No understanding had you, “Where was Daddy?” you cried. In your childish babble of unfinished …