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My mom's like a rose,
like a rose she grows and grows,
like a rose she grows in the deepest part of my heart.
My mom's like a rose,
like a rose she never fades,
like a rose she stays beautiful in her own special way.
My mom's like a rose,
like a rose she grows and dies,
like a rose she'll grow again.
My mom's like a rose,
I, her bud, grow and grow,
like a bud I blossom into a rose.
My mom's like a rose,
like a rose she grows and grows,
never dieing, and never forgetting.
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