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Every time I sacrifice my happiness And devote myself entirely Just to bring a grin on your little face I realise, The sacrifices my mother made Were prodigious as compared to all I do for you. The realization of my ‘self-sacrifice’, Took me back to the days when your sacrifices meant nothing to me And I hold deep remorse, mother. It’s now that I know, Sacrifices are what you made Adjustments are what I’ve ever managed to do.
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Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 1:41 AM UTC
'Self-sacrifice'
Every time I sacrifice my happiness And devote myself entirely Just to bring a grin on your little face I realise, The sacrifices my mother made Were prodigious as compared to all I do for you. The realization of my ‘self-sacrifice’, Took me back to the days when your sacrifices meant nothing to me And I hold deep remorse, mother. It’s now that I know, Sacrifices are what you made Adjustments are what I’ve ever managed to do.
Kashish
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Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 1:41 AM UTC
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