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In the times of great pain sorrow In the night of brisk cold winter She comes to u & makes u feel warmer U can feel her warm & tender When the days are blue & harder She is the beauty divine She is the MOTHER

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rinchen-angmo

Indian

Published: May 10, 2014
LinesWords: 746

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