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In quiet nights, alone I lie,
Beneath a moonlit, star-filled sky.
A heart that yearns, a soul that pleads,
For mother's love, a wound that bleeds.

Her laughter soft, her tender care,
A dream I chase through empty air.
In every smile, in every tear,
I seek a love that isn't here.

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