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“Sip a cup of tea slowly and slide into a sleep that carries you back to those softer days when I cradled you in the curves of my consistency.” LoveCareMotherHopeAttentionFamilyDaughterNurtureCaregivingInstructions Book:But Still She Flies: Poems and Paintings Source: But Still She Flies: Poems and Paintings