How suffocating
are the horrible binds of
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Sad but true. I concur with Captain's Cur comment. A great poem brilliantly conveyed.
How true noble poet, and what does the offspring turn into, that's the question.
How so well intended that love! But every bird must leave its nest and learn to fly.
Every thing in excess is a ruin. Even parental love without space is ruining.
dear parental love is oft like the love of a mother-monkey. A greatest problem to free yourself when the time comes.5 stars, dear Kostas!