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Chandhu R

Tragedy

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Chandhu R

Tragedy

Mom

Mom

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No one gave a precious love..

she gave me,

with the all frustrated pain's.

she beared,

she'll feed a bit food..

that's a special feel,

we'll sleep on our mom's lap..

it's a delightful heaven,

with all challenges she faced..

but she raised in courage,

each and every thing's she'll care of us..

but no one care like her,

each and every mistakes I've do..

will you forgive me.?


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