34 years old as a man I speak of my child hood that should be spoken because most of it was broken by the death of my mother 15 years old and I was stoook in the corners of every room with fear and hate I used to sit and stair at the air she won't ever be able to breathe agen so I'll breathe for her like a scared child should she had smile of a thousand stories this is mine
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