Like a body without the soul
That is me, without youA tourist in the musuem
who is lost
Without the curator
to gurde him
That is me, without you
You guide me with your passion,
Your knowledge beats the rest,
The best mom who ever existed is you,
I am fortunate, not unfortunate cause
I have you, the best mom in the world.
The world envies me,
The world covets me,
They are jealous of me
because I have you.
The curator comes back to the musuem,
The soul comes back to the body,
That is me with you...
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