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A Tribute to Mama.

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for 9 months I am swimming in the jelly-like world.
I'm hearing a voice comes from nowhere.
And I don't have any idea where it comes from.
But I feel the security.

I receive sustenance from the source,
That makes me comfortable to live longer in that world.
I don't know still where it comes from.
However, I feel the love that I never experience yet.

But that world never last long;
I am being push away from that world where I acquainted already.
There is this light shining over my face that makes me cry.
I feel that I'm dying because of the pain of being away from my home.
the pain of feeling discomfort.

I cry and cry until I hear the voice of many.
A voice that is unfamiliar to me;
A voice of happiness and joy;
A voice of welcoming.

But there is only one voice that I am familiar with.
It comes from a creature so called, WOMAN.
Her voice echoes to my senses when I was in my so called home.

When my eyes open, I still hear the gentle voice that always echo to my ear.
I heard it from the so called WOMAN. Ana that woman is called MAMA.
Now I found out that MAMA is the one who bores me within that 9 months.
She is the one I feel the caress and love.

Now, comes a special day.
It is her natal day.
A day to remember.

MAMA, thank you for all.
Thank you for the best thing you have done;
Thank you for the sacrifices you've spent for me to live.
Thank you Mama Teresita Bayno.
She is my wonderwoman mother.



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