your eyes only portray me true.
your soul only is true. maa
i want to swing in your eyes, live in your soul. i see myself.
my mother's lap is what i need, her bosoms i blossom.
my destiny, my destination why not u my goddess, my maa?
are my tears tearing me off,or mere drama or increase in salinity
shed off power-it is destructive.
but power shed provides me no shade.
the lord will forgive me for i never thought of destruction.
BUT WILL GOD DESTRUCT ME FOR I CONQUERED DESTRUCTION.
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