With my birth
You appeared
My dear mother
And you are
Ever new to me.
And I know
You are never
Dying though
I know it is I
Who is dying
At every moment.
No one is allowed
To play with you
My dear mother,
No one is allowed
To take away
From me your language.
You are unique
And you are here always
For my betterment.
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