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Aug 2022
Whenever I am in stress,
Mum comes to my mind,
I talk to her on the phone for hours,
Or I visit her,
She lets me put my head on her lap,
Or she smears warm hair oil on my head and message my head,
Whilst we talk,
I hear her soft calm voice,
Oxytocin hormone hormone gives me a warm fuzzy feelings,
All my anxiety and stress is gone.
8/8/2022
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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