Angel's Pieces
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Ongoing29m
Last published Sun, Nov 4, 2018
I honestly don't know how this is going to turn out. I recently lost my son, and it's mother's day, and I really wish he were here. Angel's Pieces: the pieces of me he left behind when he went to heaven and left me here alone. I miss you.
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