Rups_Dyno
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She smiles through me. She smiles through me, but I fail to see her hand over my head has always been. Her thoughts are like a feather, she is, my mother. Can’t hold her by my thoughts, can’t tie her by my soul. Time will be a healer; time only will be able to... – *by Roopali Pagare*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

She smiles through me,
but I fail to see her hand over my head has always been.
Her thoughts are like a feather, she is, my mother.

Can’t hold her by my thoughts, can’t tie her by my soul.
Time will be a healer; time only will be able to...

– by Roopali Pagare

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