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That's right, every time I feel sad, I think of her and her memory comes as softly as she was. It fills me with peace. Thank you, my dear.
That's right, every time I feel sad, I think of her and her memory comes as softly as she was. It fills me with peace. Thank you, my dear.
RE: LOH #179: Footsteps in my Soul: My Mother's Influence on my Life // Huellas en mi Alma: La Influencia de mi Madre en mi Vida