The Women I Best Know
Nothing actually I cared about once I became a being
I was the child knowing nothing about who I am
The woman brought me to this land I call her mom
And the woman accepted me with love I call her darling
I was staying with my mum when I was young and weak
And I was handed to the woman when my heart loves her
I acknowledge these women best so far in this poor world
But I still don't know how I could describe the love received
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