Many dreams left just for them,
She did many work to put strong stem
For herself she didn't care
All she want is family aware
She broken in many ways
But for them she always pray
Her life is full of emotions
And she kept as a devotionsShe always had something to say
She is beautiful in her own way
She is strong and she's not simple
She barely sleep,she has many symbol
Lost many things,
But she can fly without wings
She took anything with a smile,
She took us to here after many miles
Pray she stay firm,
It's hard to describe her by a simple term
There is no one like her,
And she's a dedicated mother***************
-Nashrah baig
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Tragedy of them
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