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May 2018
Mother

There was this inncocent little soul
I wouldn't say a boy or a girl
All it longed for was happiness and happiness was it's only goal.

In childhood it ran behind the ball and jumped over fences
In highschool went to ball and enjoyed the lovely dances.

Traveled the world, met different souls, married and had children.

Never could it find happiness as all these were just joyful events,

As it went through albums over and over
Alas, found the true solution.

Ran back home and dived into the lap of it's MOTHER!!
love your mother
Saif
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Saif  30/M
(30/M)   
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   Willoughby
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