The sky is pale blue tonight
The stars look like an anova
The thought of you colours my hope
My skills sharpen with your thought
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The young nibble on crumbled grains
Mother strain on the scar of her sacrifice
Father paints his colourless marrow
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My Little One
The sky is pale blue tonight
The stars look like an anova
The thought of you colours my hope
My skills sharpen with your thought
Oh my little one
How must you sleep tonight
Mother has gone to the shores
To bring tales that brings you rest
My feet hurts tonight
My back breaks from beneath
My eyes are pale with fusion of pain
My heart aches for you little one
Mother will soon be back
Mother wants you to have
Mother is coming to watch you grow
Mother went to bring you smile.
Dedicated to all hard working mothers who selflessly gave their pennies.
My friend persistence knows it all
Sing with no voice, dance with no one, jump with no legs, breath with no air and no one need tell you the importance of others.
A just man will never be justified until he admits his own wrong.
There's a language we all understand: love, hate and fear