One that mother prophesy
One you took upon myself when you was born
When you fall one that brings me back on my feet
One that will stay as soon as you catch it
He is like the air we breath
One priceless thing humans cannot pay for
Yet it's near as.
his arms are widely open to embrace the human nature
he is like a running wave with a polythene bag ready
To grab someone
Turn around find the priceless gift and share it
As close as he is to many as many do not know
His name
It is respect
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