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Posted on the 23 April 2012 by Shamsud @mysticverse
Father Never looked into those eyes, Oh! Never, never; Never broke the trust, Of hope, destiny and lust, Days bygone were rough; And irrefutable as the mark at birth.
Ever stood in front and never asked, The money for the movie or for the bus; Mother fulfilled those request at last, Cleaned those wounds and those dirt, Minutes in the garden, hours at the tub, I have grown up at last.
Beavered through the days and sometimes at night, I remember his days and those frost bytes; The mountain looks fiery at night, I was a hill under his height, He showed me light when the world switched me off, My Super hero – for you I always rose.
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