I am the one who sites among the chaos
Connects to ancient randomness
Takes joy, sees the all
She spreads her limbs
And flies on the seat of her pants
We are the grandmothers
Who have always been with you
We laugh for our sustanence
Make faces, act silly
We cannot cry all the time
For, with every tear
There is a laugh, a chuckle
Also wating for expression
We teach you to go on breathing
Relax, smile
Let in the light
Be the laughter
I am the one
Who is daughter of crazywoman
Silly grandmothers
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