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Mar 2021
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I'm so sorry my dear kids..
I no longer do fun things..
I feel your worries everytime your eye blinks..
I should teach you to fly and take risks..
But, me, myself is a bird who lost her wings..
Its not your fault that I have mood swings..
I don't have to be the best mother and walk on the strings..
I should make you happy with little, funny cheesy tricks..
You are my life .. I'm like a desert and you're my beautiful water springs..
I will give you all my care and love. And kiss you with my lips..

💕💕
Nermine
25/1/2020
Nermine Marei
Written by
Nermine Marei  34/F/Egypt
(34/F/Egypt)   
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   Imran Islam
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