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My mother's arms when I was little
were soft and safe for baby sleeping; my mother's touch when I was little gave me the peace I always wanted. My mother's eyes all filled with worries are haunting me in days and nights. . . I wonder why my mother loved me and why she sacrificed herself? There is no doubt she cared about me. . . but still, no tears I have saved for her, there is no doubt she loved to love me although distress was all I gave to her. Few things are left for me to say 'cause now I know it must be late for all the sorrows I've made her cry and for the love I always kept too deep inside. . . Today, my mother's gone and took my heart with her.
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