My Beautiful Mother
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She is there-inside her grave
Simple and beautiful as always
Still at the break of dawn she prays
She is there by my father's side
Holding his hands like a bride
Still with his love she lives in pride
She is smiling even there
With her nice wide eyed stare
Still a beautiful face with dark hair
She is dead and breathing
Inside the cell she is wreathing
Still thinking if her kids are starving
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