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We Are Here: Writings by Afghan Women
My mother is kind and true
A mother's kind truth provides true shelter; without her, the heart is weary, lonely, forlorn
September 22, 2025
My mother is kind and true,
She’s the shelter I turn to.
Without her, my heart is weary and worn,
Lonely, aching, and forlorn.
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