My Liege.. The son will always run to the mother for comfort, The mother ever willing to nurture will offer her milk, The son ever hungry will take it and suckle until the day it runs dry, The mother trying always tho will always have milk for her son… The some seeking always to impress will look to... Sign in to see full entry.
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