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Dear Mama

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"I can't believe it Mike!" I leaned on to my older brother shoulders and tried to wipe the tears away from my eyes. "Never in a million years would I think she would be gone so soon. I didn't get the chance to tell her I love her."
Mike tries to comfort me by rubbing his hand on my arm. I know it has been bothering him alot because he hasn't said one word to anyone except for me and the family. 
I don't know how things will go for us because she was the glue that held my family together through difficult times.Alle rechten voorbehouden

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