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Ingredient of An Artist

One ingredient of the artists is woman That is why they love their mothers I love to become an artist So I will love my mother She is the precious ingredient of my life Not less than the love that speaks out itself She is my womb when I was alone She is my hug when I am in tears Now I am old still I love her I love her, I love her, I love her So much... I need to be old for me to get young I realized that in my younger days I don’t give a damn to loving her But requested many things as if I don’t care I love my mother, please forgive me! I love you so much Never and never will you leave me? I am indeed wanted to become an artist But the real artist is my mother Never surrendered to hardship I will stop not to end Remember I wanted to become an artist And you are my ingredient! Neldy Jolo WM-KL 5:43PM 28 March 2012

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