o heavens, o tenderness, o eyes that stayed up all night for us o haven, o safety, o nectar of sweet-smelling flowers i can never thank you enough. may allah grant you paradise in the hereafter all the languages of the world utter you name, mother lips join to call out to you, my mother mamma, mommy, yamma, ummi since my birth the letter ‘m’ has been dancing on my lips playing with me and keeping me company in the dark then my eyes light up and i say: “motherâ€
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