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The woman who endeavored endlessly The woman who were adored by many The woman who went to church And worshiped for a soul search The woman who bore children And raised them with remarkable patience The woman who went through countless obstacles And made it through with endurance The woman who were proud to have heard That her daughter had bore her a granddaughter The woman who cried Happiness and joy The woman who stayed with her granddaughter To accompany her during her piano practices Regardless of her fatigue And her aging looks The woman who put up with her granddaughter's annoyance The woman who was there when nobody could be a solution The woman who would rather be hurt Than seeing her granddaughter cry in tranfusion The woman stayed with her granddaughter Through thick and thin The woman who feared That her granddaughter could grow up too fast The woman who had to let go The woman who had to see her daughter leave the country The woman who had think about her everyday And miss her presence in the comfort of her own home The woman who used to seeing her countless days Had to live with loneliness Even with the comfort of her family The presence of her daughter is irreplaceable But the woman waited Until it was too late Her last words were "Can you hear me?" And she slept in peaceful fate
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
Can you hear me?
The woman who endeavored endlessly The woman who were adored by many The woman who went to church And worshiped for a soul search The woman who bore children And raised them with remarkable patience The woman who went through countless obstacles And made it through with endurance The woman who were proud to have heard That her daughter had bore her a granddaughter The woman who cried Happiness and joy The woman who stayed with her granddaughter To accompany her during her piano practices Regardless of her fatigue And her aging looks The woman who put up with her granddaughter's annoyance The woman who was there when nobody could be a solution The woman who would rather be hurt Than seeing her granddaughter cry in tranfusion The woman stayed with her granddaughter Through thick and thin The woman who feared That her granddaughter could grow up too fast The woman who had to let go The woman who had to see her daughter leave the country The woman who had think about her everyday And miss her presence in the comfort of her own home The woman who used to seeing her countless days Had to live with loneliness Even with the comfort of her family The presence of her daughter is irreplaceable But the woman waited Until it was too late Her last words were "Can you hear me?" And she slept in peaceful fate
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
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