She felt tired. Her throat ached. Pricked from the inside. She kept drinking hot water, hoping to smooth it out and make it feel warm, but instead she was starting to feel hot.
Mommy - my cure all!
I will never be too old
to be hugged and kissed to bed,
I will never be too mature
to be comforted!
I may make the top deals
and know all the inside wheels!
But, my mom knows better
when I am not myself!
Wish you were with me now :(....
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