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The Language of Silence
OUR HOMEOur little home was warm and bright, Filled with laughter every night. Mother and father cared for all, Love was present in every wall. It was small, but felt like ho...
Naksh dagar2026 Naksh Dagar. All Rights Reserved.This poem is an original work and may not be copied or reproduced without permission.
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