Her world once ran on her behalf, 

She freely enjoyed her stuff, 

Brushing the town so confidently, 

Proudly showing her beauty. 

Walking towards a long road, 

Her body broke, 

Pain spreading deep into her bones, 

Yet she holds on to hope. 

Inside her tiny little body, 

She carries majesty,

That's what is called a baby, 

A forerunner that will l...

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Dear Mom... 

Every morning, the scent of warm rice from the cooker,  

Along with the echoing rhythm of your footsteps,  

And the sound of boiling water poured into a coffee cup,  

Never fails to wake me up.  

It’s a harmony I always long for,  

A melody I always wish to hear,  

It is etched vividly in my mind.  

Dear Mom... 

Your voice through the phone gent...

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