Whispers of Shadows: Reflections on a Mother’s Embrace

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In the quiet corners of the night,
Where shadows dance with whispered sighs,
A mother’s voice, sharp as plight,
Echoes through her child’s cries.

Beneath the weight of her cold gaze,
Dreams shatter like fragile glass,
Innocence lost in a maze,
Of dark whispers that silently pass.

The lullabies of broken trust,
Sing softly in the moonlit air,
Where love should blossom, turn to dust,
A child’s heart in silent despair.

Yet in the darkest of these hours,
Hope flickers like a distant star,
For even in the shadow’s power,
The dawn brings healing from afar.

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