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MOM


It is you who grasp my hand tight,

I am here because of your 9 months fight,

And when I saw the world's light,

You cried at my first sight,

You sacrifices your whole life to make my life bright,

I promise you..... MOM

In this battle of life I will not let you down,

Whether you grasp my hands tight

               or

Leave me alone in this fight....

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Milan Suryadipta Das

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