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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

AMMA

Before the sun rise
going with a pot
begging for food
but I'll bear it up for you..
Amma..
I feel hungry
my heart knows
the smell of the milk
and your tasty food
amma..
I promise you
I'll become a good citizen
to the world
you can proud of..
Amma..
don't call me son
now I'm not your son
who played on your lap
I'm a little kid

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