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Aug 2017
Mom
I used to believe that you tried your best.
Your phone calls don’t make up for your absence in my life.
I know you love me,
But now it seems you have given up.
I can see you have chosen him over us.
And now we begin to drift apart.
Bye mom.
Nyx
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Nyx  29/F/Quebec
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