A feel not to mingle with others
being an unopposed dominance
lets not me to become familiar.
It could be a strange one as such
could explain nothing more to it
lets me to remain to myself.
The thought, of keeping aloof and alone ,
could have descended from my ancestors
lets me to live apart from the rest.
Trace I back to my roots in a while
could not find anybody to that style
lets me to stay away from the others.
Not possible to get back to the one of ages
I come back to the days of recent
lets me to rest within myself .
Came I closer to my days of yesteryears
could finally locate the kind in my mother
lets me to withdraw from the world.
The likeness could be similar in ways
no better could a daughter be than the mother
lets me to behave like the mother almost.
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