Affection of Mother
Sometimes, it may be i who help you to see colourful dreams
As i loved you much,
I couldn't have helped you to work on earth
As i believed you too mutch,
You would have believed woman
When i was walking with you
I couldn't tell you that one will have to love himself other than the others
Please forgive me my beloved son
Mother
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