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Indrajeet 05/08/2026 A Poem for My Mother Her hand that lifts me when I fall low Her care is warmth, her words are peace Through sleepless nights and tireless days O Mother, you are a heart of pure grace Mother, you are everything to me—my support, My blessing and you will always live in my heart --Indrajeet You may also access this article through our web-site http://www.lokvani.com/ |
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