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Mother
There lies a flower,
perched higher than the rest.
To pick or pluck will fail the test,
desire begs the very best.
Look to the sky, witness mother's eggs lying in the nest.
Beauty resides not in colors but hides.
The mother's beauty is her love,
her exceptional heart.
From birth she cares unconditionally from the start.
Senses, we perceive a world of lies.
But sacrifice, true beauty has no need for eyes.
© Yoda
perched higher than the rest.
To pick or pluck will fail the test,
desire begs the very best.
Look to the sky, witness mother's eggs lying in the nest.
Beauty resides not in colors but hides.
The mother's beauty is her love,
her exceptional heart.
From birth she cares unconditionally from the start.
Senses, we perceive a world of lies.
But sacrifice, true beauty has no need for eyes.
© Yoda
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