Run back into their arms
It is widely open
When you are confused
Their words will calm the fumes
When the world turns its back on you
Their open arms will wrap around you
Even when you have erred
You will surely be forgiven
Just like the prodigal son
When you are happy
Their joy becomes full
They are your earthly gods,
Your guardians, your first love,
Your teachers and friends
They will never give up on you, come what may
They are your PARENTS

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