One can imagine the motherless world
Where children born in different ways
Where children grown in natural ways
Where they taught to learn their own
Or by the tutor so entrusted to do the job
Of mother, the meaningful ways
There it will be difficult to nurture humanity
Motherhood the wonderful ways of nature
To protect the humanity in positive ways.
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