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  • Writer's pictureriddhi puranik


Feeling protected in the arms of your mother. Her familiar scent envelopes you. And the sense of safety that accompanies her embrace can never be imitated by the strongest of safety bunkers. Her warm breath on your neck and the rhythmic beating of her heart caress your heart with the same way she holds your face when she looks straight into your eyes with honey-golden pupils.

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