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Dear Mama

I end not far from spreading my wings 
Traveling through a song my heart sings 
-Of these remaining days of your life 
That you've made a good meaning of life. 

Robbed of my inherited love, 
I've made your duplicate by my wife. 
At heart, it's now near where, I find 
Dear associate of your kind. 

I'm glad of your presence as I show and, 
If heaven’s book register your residence, 
I won't long suffer without you. 
You display on my wife as an evidence.
Your tears contain no signs of pain 
Of all sacrifices you couldn't complain 
You couldn't abstain from sperm-stain: 

I am the result why and that's why 
I said you gave birth to your daddy! 
I will pick you the best nourishing fruits 
Until the trees can't bear no more, since 
With a houseful of hungry kids to feed 
You made a paradise full of hopes to seed, 
Into the whole world to lower it's speed.

I'm giving you the life you gave up for 
me, Wealth of all this earth stands waste, 
Taste comes sweet with permanent paste 
Of your deeds on my everlasting memories.

You place a loss of pace in the title race 
Love wasn't rewarded to one in 1st place. 
It is chiefs alone with mind that briefs 
Thoughts to fairly lament their griefs. 
My worries are devoured by strength 
Of your carrying heart's wrath,

I barely blink so I can think carefully 
That I won't sink the ark of our link. 
Smoke snows flakes of ashes over your hair. 
Flames of your warmth makes life fair, 
From family affair to retirement chair 

You've lasted long for this very reason. 
You're tree that blossoms every season…

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