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Mother in my Share!
I wish, I could take birth again
to hug my mom, want to become a child again.
She never speaks ill
only she doesn't get angry on me
She's alive and so nothing can bother me
whenever I step out, blessings accompany me
She'll hug tight if something happens
she always shelters her children
But someone got house, someone got shop
I was the youngest one in the house, I got MOM!
Tuesday 25th August 2020 2:44 pm
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