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Mother, the thing you don’t understand is that you keep burning a hole in me when you tell me “I hope you end up lonely”.

You remind me of the future, a future you’ve predicted. “You’ll destroy your life but it’ll be too late. Tanya, who will love you when I die?”.

Question I want to ask you my dearest Amma is, do you love me now while you are still alive?

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