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Mom，I came when you were out．
I knew the key was still placed in the interstice
Between the wall and the mailbox．
I examined the floor under the wardrobe1) and found the secret
You took out and hid back every night，
A nanmu2) case．I meant to take away the bank deposit book，
But soon I recognized the cloth
That wrapped your treasure had once swaddled3) me．
Washed and ironed so neat，it' s still fresh after so many years．
Mom，I thought you were nothing but a s tubborn4)，cold vixen5)．
I leave this message，just to let you know I came
But moved nothing．And I，yes I，am still swaddled in the cloth．
