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A Mother's Unyielding Light

In the heart’s hollow, where the echoes rise, A single flame flickers but never dies. An anthem of peace amidst despair's deep cries, She stands, a sentinel with ever-watchful eyes. Through the storm of sorrow, her spirit flies, On wings of hope that cut through laden skies, Bound by love’s undying compromise, She seeks a dawn where only harmony lies.

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A Mother's Unyielding Light