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Oct 3
I look at my parents and find them so simple hearted,
Yearning for nothing more; but significance.
Time slows down in their company and heart takes the lead.
I find myself confused in emotions of pity and regret for I know there is only this much time I have with them and there is so much more I want to do with them.
Written by
Ivy Chakma
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