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This is for you


There is truth in the words I say, As I sit here and watch you play. You are young and free, One day you will understand, One day you will see. Mommy isn't home alot because of work and school, It's difficult to be home when the world is cruel. I'm only doing this to show you that you can do anything you set your mind to. I know you can't understand this now... but it's true. All the long hard days that pass us by, I know you sit and wonder why. Don't you worry my child, dont you cry, I will be home more soon. But until then my child, I want you to know, that in the end all I have to show, Is that what I am doing is for you.
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ariel_philippi
good job I really like this a lot

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