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Jun 2017
She knows no joy when I'm in pain
Even in pain she bore me
And love so tender she offers
My first love
In the scorch of the sun she suffers
And walks miles to trade her wares
Was she born to suffer for my sake
When she is ill, everything comes to a halt
For she is the breadwinner
All her hope is her children
She sleeps on an empty stomach
To make sure they are educated
When at dawn the **** crows
I know she wakes up in shock
For her burden is to begin anew
A real woman
My MOTHER
Its often amazing the kind of love and affection bestowd on us by mothers.
Edgar
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     ---, Glassmuncher and SPT
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