Mother Of Ccccccccconcept - Poem by Nyein Way
truth about mothers is layers of hands running on the value of wine-like experiences seived by the units of love
bridges over troubled waters gresses are shouting liberty
'I don't understand the world', said a teenager.
nothing is as important as a man with a mother
the first rain taught me how to be happy in life, my son
a cat in the rainy day is like a man in the first of a stranger's house
no house number, no bridge name, no channel number
you are on the way to the virtual reality
kisses of mother falling from the sky of translated restaurants
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