in this moment of still I find
a slot of peace
just a small one and a moment in time
were I can express my thoughts
toys crash in the background
and machine moans its load
baby swallows and sucks
small hand caressing my fleece gown
something is being dragged along the floor
kicked by a young mind
who's bored
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