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By Akash Date: 2002 May 12 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.12.12.41.13436]] |
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Mother, take me away to the warmth of your womb, Where I could hear you whisper into my ears, The magic words of the gods, When I grew up, you were strong and determined, The path you paved, I walked all along, Now your skin is wrinkled yet it has the golden glow, As I watch you sleep after a hard day's chores and I place my palm on your forehead, I feel God in me. |