From the first time I met you, I was smitten with your strong and beautiful self.But, you seeThis...The one thing left here is what's keeping me from being empty.As a mother,I'd be happy if my daughter grew up to be like you, and if my son had you as a bride my mind would be at ease.I don't get it.......you don't understand, do you.Even without understanding, you can still play house, can't you.My hatred purified and took a life of its own.Somehow......
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