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Mother : I should have just got rid of me you .
Daughter: shit you should have you never did shit for anyway
Mother : I never did shit for girl how you think you got here
Dauhter: because you was out her fucking and made a baby anybody can make a baby it take a real mother to raise them
Mother: so you saying I didn't do my part . Listen I did my best by you I did all I could I try my best .
Daughter : so you mean tell me your best was letting the state take us giving us to my father . Never kept in contact never even tryed to come see us . Never try to be there and not like you couldn't because you and your boyfriends seem just find to me
Mother: what I did is none of your business
Daughter: so you walking in and out my life is none of bussiness cool .
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