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Created on: December 29, 2008
When a man put his feet in this world,
He feels good with his round face
The book explains him to respect the flowers,
But words transformed this theory in error.
We search for love in the odor of flowers
But we forgot that they also need warmth
Man believe in doing everything in this world
But forgets to correct his mistakes
A baby cries for the milk of his mother
Is he going to continue crying after becoming a father
God is tried hard to make understand these cruels
That heaven is under your mothers feet.
We feel the fragnance in all the elements of the nature
What do you want more than this pure flavor
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