We have never spoken a word to each other, we’ve never been friends. But big part of me was longing for that to be true. And now, I’m standing here, among other mourners, and more and more questions emerge in my mind. Why? Why have you done that? Why you didn’t give me a chance? Why is it all over before it had a chance to begun?
Your mom came to
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