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How I wish that I could become a white cloud,
Drifting to the wide hill top of my home town.
How I wish that I could become a light breeze,
Conveying the gentle greetings in my heart.
How I wish that I could become a bouquet,
Softly sending out a sweet fragrance.
How I wish that I could become a butterfly,
Fluttering after Your holy footsteps.
How I wish that I were the little, painted pebble in Your hand,
To receive Your touch of "turning stone to gold".
Oh! My kind Mom!
How I wish... How much I wish...
To be with You!

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