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  • kainat27
    • Jan 8, 2015
    • 1 min read

Maa

I loved my milk warm, She knew it well. And there it was, Cold, covered in cream! I shouted, she didn’t respond. I yelled harder, in vain. How could she? Maa was 7000 miles away. #maa

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