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Mommy sorry that she hurt you. I swear to god i wanted to keep you. I wanted to name you and pray for you. You were my wish come true. I wanted to grab your hands and count to ten . Buy picture books and hold your hand . Mommy wanted something to call her own. She didnt care if she would be unclaimed and unknowned, mommy just wanted something to call her own . I didnt care if you were a blessing o...
Tuesday 2nd December 2014 7:02 pm
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