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NEVER THE SAME...
I wake up every morning to a horrific reality. I'll never smell, talk, kiss, hug, laugh with you much less trying to understand you will never come back. OMG!! HOW WILL I DO THIS MOMMA? MY BRAIN DONT UNDERSTAND, AND MY HEART AND SOUL DONT BELIEVE. WHAT A LOSS. MY MOMMA. WE SHARED A CLOSNESS PPL ONLY DREAM OF. ID RATHER SIT W/ YOU THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD. THE WORLD AND LIFE AS I KNEW IT IS GONE. I DONT KNOW IF IM GOING TO BE OK. HOW CAN I BE. MY EVERYTHING WAS TAKEN FROM ME. I CANT BREATHE
Estella Ramos Spiers
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