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Adieu O Mother

May I write this song for you,
and your departed soul?
I know it's been a long yore
Since you left me alone,
in a depth of tragedy.
It's time to mourn,
Sitting beside your grave stone;
I shall lit butter lamp on the alter,
To let you free from Samara.
I am here to lit the lamp of love

With a bunch of daffodil,
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