You love unconditionally.
Mold your will into steel beams.
To control your lifelines destiny.
Mother I am what you ordered me.
To be your child.
Created to love all humanity.
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
You love unconditionally.
Mold your will into steel beams.
To control your lifelines destiny.
Mother I am what you ordered me.
To be your child.
Created to love all humanity.
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