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My Dear Unknown (1)

There are missing 18 hours,
For flying in the sky,
Carryng yours sweet greetings,
To your loved ,lost kids.

I will send theirs news,
To play and stay quiet,
Because joy of parents,
Are records of children.

My exhausting way,
Will be done forever,
Because in my mind
You're my most dear kid.

SUNTWIN