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(Biggie mom)
Lets say many times as i looked and soroow reflexes of my son (Biggie) i argue sometimes and saltied i soroow thoughts and said "Well Done" i thoght of
Him (Biggie) instinly and slighty ask why i tried formly and just can't say goodbye i live with visions twin and twisted passion so cold and withored
Thoghts batored shattered i dream dreams cherish memory's house friendships and promise that mattered in the end time is trausured like love for my son
Love Is Everlasting
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