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Nov 2016
Mom
Innocence to my first cry,
I first laugh, when u held me high.
Everything U did, was for me,
I breathed though Ur vine..
U took me in, U took me out,
My souls is a fragment of u,
without a doubt.
Be miles away don't worry Mom.
You taught me well,
Ur proud Son.
Missing you Mom !
Ridiculously misunderstood
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Ridiculously misunderstood  31/M/Sikkim
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