Insane Mama's World

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Wednesday, November 2, 2005

I spoke to my dear brother just now....

Everytime we speak on the phone, it's so great to hear his voice. What kills me is that he is not there by choice When I get off the phone, I break down in tears. Hoping that he is not convicted for years Sign in to see full entry.

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