..
..
i take
your leave..
swami..
..
ears hear
mother
speak..
gently..
..
..
..
i will
come
along too..
..
..
ears hear..
another
voice speak..
..
..
i accept..
with thanks..
thank you
nandi ji..
do come..
it’s time
to set out
now..
..
..
ears hear
mother’s
soft reply..
father..
father..
form can
feel..
the distance..
increase
between us
now..
but
something..
binds
us..
..
closer
somehow..
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
o ma..
ma..
poor father..
has been
left
behind..
..
..
..
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