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Mom..
Like a river coming from far away,
Heavy with all d water,
And other things deep within,
Flowing and flowing till it reaches d sea,
Its destination,where it can unload all dat it has been carrying,
Deposit it in safe custody,
And Lose itself in d vastness;
I pour into you,mom..
U r my sea..
1 comment:
You are true my friend. No one can replace her in the world because she is the symbol of peace, love, compassion.
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