Mom

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I know she mistreats me, hits me when you want to vent hate ....... but inside I love my little strength I had a kind of vision.

The vision was calling me because my mom the shot .... If that happens you are not my mother love you too but I always hit the bad or good mother amare I'll never stop loving .....

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