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I’m Done Playing Hide & Seek
When I start to cry,
my tears aren’t wiped
with my mother’s fingertips
but instead my own.
My blanket or stuffed animal
is what I hug when I need comfort
and not my mother’s arms
My mother no longer does my hair
instead I’m in control of...
my tears aren’t wiped
with my mother’s fingertips
but instead my own.
My blanket or stuffed animal
is what I hug when I need comfort
and not my mother’s arms
My mother no longer does my hair
instead I’m in control of...
