When I got conscious of my mother was when I was being a vetim of devouring. I heard she laboured in pains gave birth to a baby, l was named Aladeniyi, wanned for years in sleepless nights. I was told I was in comma for some hours on fifteenth day of my birth. She called I couldn't answer, my spirit had gone to a place. Thank God for my revivals, always all night vigils were not in vein. I gave her praising on the days I had springed all around at the day of child playing joy. At age of four, I couldn't walk around on second day in crippling for several months. My mom neglected the siblings to cuddle me on her back.
You are there for me till my golden age. The child who downs her mom will be poverty forever. You are my money that I count every time. You buy all my needs every ages.
Once you are here I will conut you, if you are absent I always mark you up.
I had drunk from two spring faintains on your chest. My mother my money.
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