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Jan 2015
My favorite times with my mom
Were when she'd give me raspberry kisses,
And whirl me in the air as if I were a million dollars.
Now when I see her it's just empty wine glasses,
And making wishes that money was at the bottom
of the glass.
Kristen
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Kristen  21/F/New York
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