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My memory with my mom
It was a sad night. I saw the
sky above and there were stars. We sat at the yard in front of our house. My mom
was beside me. I saw her face then once I saw the stars. Her face was bright but full of sorrow. Then she hold my hands
and told to me so sad “love of my life, listen to me, you have to remember to
god where ever you are.” I can
have seen the pain lived in her eyes when she said it. I can have felt her
love, her wound in her heart too much. But I can’t have done anything to cure
her pain. It was the night when I didn’t want to say good bye…. It was the
night when her tear hurt me.
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