smeared with polarity this life of ours...
there is no knowing strength without seeing the scars...
for every ladder earned there's a snake ambushed...
for every dream gained another one is crushed... ...
Your sons a little confused maa,
And amazed at how composed you are…
Growing up in your cozy embrace was such a blessing…
Else I would have lost a million battles so far. ...
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