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Please tell me that I'm here to see my mom after this four years without any calls came starving, lonely, alone, abused, ruined by the unfair world, went to the other land perhaps,finally, the fortune was there,would be there I nurtured them, I served for their demands, I just need is to pay me back, but without knowing, oh why it would be I just dream to escape to the tale of poverty,but they treat me as awful as vagabond cat hit my thin, rough skin until I see one light,o tell me please m I at home?want to go home