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My life, a god-given gift,
my mom’s laborious lift, without them, I don’t exist and I should never part. Earlier life was protected with love and care blessed, I lived my life as expected, responsibilities all fulfilled No regrets or desires left , wonder if the purpose met. Hope to see the end of life Crossing over the each strife. Wish to be with the source, my power-source of course! Written on 2/18/10 Free verse
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