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Mother Teresa

Apr 17
1 min read

A childless mother of all

A virgin womb that carries the cry

Of millions of children ...

Delivers tears of joy

That flow silently

In the folds of her wrinkles ...

Every day when the sun sets

It hides a little sunshine

In the sky of her moist, grey eyes

To be able to come back to the earth again

For they both share the same secret of warmth ...

 
 
 

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