As Long As I Live
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MatureOngoing11m
Last published Thu, Feb 16, 2017
Do You ever wonder...what it's like to be parent-less?
It's hard, believe me. You don't know what your real parents are doing without you. They may not even know you from the past 16 years of leaving you behind. I have so many problems I have to face....and one of them....is the hardest thing I have to do.
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