Not a coincidence...
I happened to pass by
The streams and the lakes ans the seas
I happened to see the inner beauty
Which transcended and shone in the eyes of many
I happened to eat the delicious food of my mother
ANd I said:
"I love you Mama"
For this world might be small
It might be big and vague and huge
Yet the feelings contained in it,
Can never change.
I will always be my Mama's daughter
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