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There is love between a son and mother. And, then there is respect. Recognizing the line is the essence of a good relationship.
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Floating along the ebbs of the ocean,toward the horizon, where time has no say,an end that will never be reached.
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Finally she reached into the waterfall-fed small pond and palmed a smooth stone, then another.
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Mama loves birds but is afraid to fly.
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36486
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The world has a way of losing its keys; forgetting its
late condolences.
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