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Mother

Tell them i was here I carried them in my sack for nine months. Tell them the ugly pains I encroached. The fire that was in my chest. The belly aches, the back pain, heartburn and headaches. Tell them i endured the dull ending pain just for their seek. The torture that clothed my pelvic and leaves me a sleepless night. Tell them! the saliva that keep coming like Volta lake. Tell them how my rest was robbed by pain, With a mountain that scares my dream. Tell them the enemy that possessed my mind with fear and anxiety about the life in the sack. Tell them i was here. When the sack blasted with the pool of water. I saw them coming. Tell them when they first arrived an Angel took away my pain. My heart fled to awake my spirit in Jupiter. My teethes came alive and hang open like London bridge. I kept looking at them with wide eyes of an Engel. I saw their eyes so bright like Sirius. Their beauty is like mandarin fish in Taiwan. Tell them i was here I did not leave them an empty barrel. Once i was beating by the snow. Twice i was chased by lion. My dresses always washed with sweat and my eyes were ceased not to close each day. Tell them i did all these just to fill barrel with gold. Tell them i was here. Tell them about the terrible canker worm that separated me form them. They took me to a strange land far form home. And gave me a name called ghost. Tell them i am the air they breath. And carries my photocopy. Tell them i was here.

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