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MY MOTHER


Heavenly passion hovering around,

the roaming rivulets

merge into a calm ocean,

tranquility and refuge,

your fingers twine in my hair

in your lap,

consolation,

you and I embrace the eternity

in the firmament,

exhilarating lullaby

pulsing in the universe

dear ma.

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