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Her pain is buried,
Deep inside, forever hid. She fights to find happiness, Not just for herself but also for her son. She wants him happy, Above all else. If he is happy, So is she. Her pain means nothing, As long as he smiles. He is her world, Her eternal light. He stops her tears, With a single smile. He is her son, Her true happiness. She cares truly, Only for him always. He doesn't make her sad, He doesn't make her cry.
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