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Our mother is dying
Our mother is dying
we hear her crys
we let her die
everyday she is closer to death
we let her die

Our once strong mother is growing weak
we cut her down
we watch her fall
everyday she struggles to rise to find her strength
we let her die

Our once beautiful mother is growing ugly
we destroy her body
we destroy her face
everyday she trys to regenerate her beauty
we let her die

Our loving mother is dying...
and we let her die

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