My smile is like grandmother's, My eyes are like father's, My skin tone is like mother's, My teeth are like aunt's, My ears are like grandfather's, My studies are like uncle's, My walk is like father's brother's, My stomach troubles are like grandma's, My spending habits are like maternal uncle's, My ways and nature are like mother's sister's. So many things of mine are just like all of theirs! But thinking it over, only my sorrow is like my own!
What Sorrow Looks Like
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