Ash... Waiting on a letter hoping it was in the right name or my mailman won't deliver it....hoping the address is good too sad I haven't seen it yet... :(
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Three
General FictionA mother to three, One of which Has two parents And neither Is me. One boy Two girls One left a hole No one could see. The hardest of Choices Made from love But needed to be. I've watched You grow up From far far away Wanted to hold you To tell you ...
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Ash... Waiting on a letter hoping it was in the right name or my mailman won't deliver it....hoping the address is good too sad I haven't seen it yet... :(
