For phaem The mother is everything. The mother waiting to teach the mother how tired khoioprom, whether she is willing to do, never such. The mother when the child is hungry, she welcomed. When a child wants something she makes everything. Sometimes the mother would complain to our remembrance, but he wants to give us. I don't want to give us difficulties. The mother is a mother, it seemed never to complain, we listen to the mother, but less. Today I would like to thank my mother, you mother that I was born as a child of the mother. It was my mother, everything comes and goes from the hair that must be answered is replacing the night? Dear Sir, thanks mom!
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