A Day With Self
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Waiting for the day, When I will be self away, Without making hay, As it may sway. How can I be so naive? Again the thought will lay, Leaving my toddler, Who has only my crave. I am not that mum, Who will alone have the fun. My happiness multiplies, When I am next to my son.