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13.

When I see the adolescent men and women who surround me, I pray that my children will never be like me. Perhaps growth takes pain, and mistakes but please never be like me. Never be enraptured by drugs or live only for your happiness but also never live for only someone elses or be like me. Please don't rebel, I want to be able to joke and cry as you grow old. I always hated the books of broken childhoods. Please don't be like me.
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