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πŸ’”πŸ’– I'm so sorry my dear kids.. I no longer do fun things.. I feel your worries everytime your eye blinks.. I should teach you to fly and take risks.. But, me, myself is a bird who lost her wings.. Its not your fault that I have mood swings.. I don't have to be the best mother and walk on the strings.. I should make you happy with little, funny cheesy tricks.. You are my life .. I'm like a desert and you're my beautiful water springs.. I will give you all my care and love. And kiss you with my lips.. πŸ’•πŸ’• Nermine 25/1/2020
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 2:52 PM UTC
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πŸ’”πŸ’– I'm so sorry my dear kids.. I no longer do fun things.. I feel your worries everytime your eye blinks.. I should teach you to fly and take risks.. But, me, myself is a bird who lost her wings.. Its not your fault that I have mood swings.. I don't have to be the best mother and walk on the strings.. I should make you happy with little, funny cheesy tricks.. You are my life .. I'm like a desert and you're my beautiful water springs.. I will give you all my care and love. And kiss you with my lips.. πŸ’•πŸ’• Nermine 25/1/2020
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 2:52 PM UTC
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