Story Of A Tortured Soul

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My most emotional piece to date. My mom passed on August 17th, 2018 due to severe complications of a respiratory failure. Slowly. While my whole family watched. We could do nothing. We cried. We died a little more that day.All Rights Reserved

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Miss You Mama V
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Miss You Mama V
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