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Repentant and six years sober

Her child, cute and angel light, bounces down the street,

His feet and arms move non-stop, even when he sits

She, sober now, her prenatal care was a needle in her arm

Six years sober watching her boy wracked by movement

Fidgety and unable to concentrate,

He breaks the serenity of her  repentance

 

 

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