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Apr 2014
I  tied my hair into a bun
Was surprised , looked exactly
like my mom!
The desire to see her once more  
Brought me to the mirror again...
The image blurred...
The image blurred ,as tears rained..
Mothers are an inseparable part
Though mortal ..they live on...in every mortal Heart !!!!!
Written by
AABHA MOHAN
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   Lyasia Forsythe
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