You

 

You are my childhood source

You fish from your purse

 

You sleep when i dream

You redeem my dreams

 

You gave me hope to live

And vision to win

 

You thought me to have faith

When ideas are late

 

You thought me not to give up

When dreamland are still up

 

You cleanse my tears

And make me brave to conquer fear

You are my mama dear.

 

 

 

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