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Intro. As you walk through the door, you feel the familiar warmth of your home envelop you. The aroma of spices drifts from the kitchen, and you can hear the gentle hum of your mother's voice as she sings a hymn. She is your rock, your confidant, and your biggest cheerleader. Her love is unconditional, her support unwavering.

Spinach

@Ronit