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In golden hues of childhood's fleeting light,
Apologies whispered in the dead of night,
Two siblings, bound by love and rivalry's might,
Engulfed in battles, tears staining their sight.

To mother dear, they offer words contrite,
For fights that mar the peace, like storms in flight,
Their hearts now heavy, burdened by the fight,
Seeking solace in her forgiving might.

Forgive us, sweet mother, for our daily plight,
Our quarrels like thunder, our tempers ignite,
In our tender souls, your love shines bright,
Guiding us through darkness to dawn's soft light.

In your embrace, we find comfort so right,
A sanctuary from the tumultuous fight,
With love as our anchor, pure and white,
We pledge to cherish, in your warmth unite.

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