When you think of your mother, she is holding a knife. She is in the kitchen - and the kitchen is the heart of the house, and yours was always bleeding. Your house was an open mouth . When you think of your mother, she is sitting at her table. She will not sit at yours.
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Jan 23, 2022 01:14PM
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