Feet
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Aparna Chatterjee
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Caressing the tender
Feet of my daughter,
I wonder…
One day, she’ll have
Heavy feet,
Carrying a life,
Within her.
I don’t want her
To go through
All the pain…
But, how can she
Refrain, from the
Pleasure of becoming
A mother…
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