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Real Family Love


My mother will always love me, though it

May look like we fight like cats and dogs, we

never would we ever slap, punch, throw things, or  hit

 find solutions by talking privately 

 

My father will always love me, though it 

May look like we are becoming dieted

we even go out for banana splits

He has shown me how I should be treated

 

My brother will always love me, though it

Looks like he is trying to be cool he,

We always make time to stay closly knit,

He reminds me  to communitcate, b!

 

I will always make time for my family

We will never lose family morality

 

 

 

 

 

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