With hearts so coldBe bold to fold the old to be sold…to transition housesAnd leave your children to empty houses…with money huntersSo they grow with unloving encounters!You think, like a discarded baggageYou become free as they become other’s luggage?Ha! IILove of grandparents can never be transferableThose hearts, through experiences are able…to make stableGrowing hearts with […]
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