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.This year I was the age of sixty and Tyrolean mom. I feel that it's time to pass before we go fast. Too fast sometimes, maybe we could set up the catch. A few years ago my mother. Second hand mother never abstain from adversity.It has since grown to father died recently at the age of thirty years. It seems all the burden will fall on the shoulders of all mothers. Archaic word you said. "Absent father tubular broken. I like the แpแtk ".Now the children of parents who have resembled birds grow strong enough enough to leap out of the blue to me waving a fly wide. But her mother is also concern children. Everyone always
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.Mom, the sky is wide. The way is long, how far or how long time will pass. I know my mother's children's mother was a good son and a mother always worried. Preach the word mother is precious inheritance of the children.Whether it is music to lull baby to Parent trigger submarines cradle with lullabies soothe baby when still small. Whether it is through words that make children think and contract support. My mother taught me how to say "I will not be riding again Kong covers a serpent.These words are similar to the pile hammer firmly in the spirit of my mother's hair.

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my dearest Mother, respect

I'm fine thank you, sir, so far as we have a home away from home with hot house rats in a wreath of sound to mingle with a song of rain, sir, and mother took to sow the seed in conversionI'm tired I do?I'm tired, rest. I was worried in fact, I want to go to your mother and tell her own near the obligation, but the route and so long, that I have written, but the words came to her mother only

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