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…ache and pain watching my mother wither away. I promised her before she died I would go to college. My first taste of death was bitter, leaving me to grow up faster than I should have. The leaves fell, the winds came as I worked through school.
Laura Knapke (Nap-Key)
🦋 Marie A. Rebelle
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Such a hard thing to go through!
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