Take me far away,
Keep me close,
And whenever I feel unsure,
Tell me the world is mine;
Because you are the world.
She said to me,
Be careful,
Be careful of the night;
Because, it is easy.
To lose the way.
Mother, you have no adjective,
You cannot be explained,
You are the beginning,
And you will always be,
Everything good.
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