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Has anybody see my son he loves fishing very naughty but yet sweet and young to the sea shore, his small foot runs tell him, his mother is waiting at home and ask him, where he has gone since morning the season was deform now the fisherman says, the sea had struggle the storm then where my son has gone I am worried a lot is he lose midway of the storm please somebody go and find him he is a small child and don't know even how to swim he never been so late the evening sky buried today, will he come home safe? please somebody go and find him soon sun has completely been set and about to glance up the moon tornado is now begin to move round my child is still missing and poor people from the village run around perhaps, he is angry me from, so he is trying to scare his mom now your mom is being tired please son come back home........
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 1:24 AM UTC
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Has anybody see my son he loves fishing very naughty but yet sweet and young to the sea shore, his small foot runs tell him, his mother is waiting at home and ask him, where he has gone since morning the season was deform now the fisherman says, the sea had struggle the storm then where my son has gone I am worried a lot is he lose midway of the storm please somebody go and find him he is a small child and don't know even how to swim he never been so late the evening sky buried today, will he come home safe? please somebody go and find him soon sun has completely been set and about to glance up the moon tornado is now begin to move round my child is still missing and poor people from the village run around perhaps, he is angry me from, so he is trying to scare his mom now your mom is being tired please son come back home........
manoj-barman
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 1:24 AM UTC
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