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"A mother's hands weave love through every thread, a wanderer's coat holds warmth beyond all dread." "I haven…

"A mother's hands weave love through every thread, a wanderer's coat holds warmth beyond all dread." "I haven't fulfilled my filial duty, yet time is scarce. With half my life, I wish my mother's illness to heal, that she may enjoy a peaceful old age."

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