Dear God,

People say

You take lovely people

If you take flower

The land would be barren

If you take light

The world would be dark

If you take good

The universe become bad

When you took my mother

The world became dull

People say

She’s there with you

Give her back

so the world becomes bright

Or take me too

So I can be lovely too

Don’t leave me without

My light and precious thing

Don’t leave me without

A caring mother


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