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by Shanai
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Whos the one you call on fpr favours by the score, who washes for you, irond and picks things off the floor.
she seldom gets a thanks you just goes day by day, doing things to help us in the same old way.
but wed miss her is she wasnt there.
wed never find another. whod put up with the way we act.
this person is a loving mother




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