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My Mom

My Mom

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One who found me in the wilderness;

Kept me in her belly

Conceive me in her heart

And carry me throughout


She wet her eyes in front of others which meant for me

Her lullabies still kept me alive

Her soothing hands still in my forehead but still it get colder

When I sit near to her coffino


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