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Mothers are rare so many of them call themselves a mother but mothers are all gone children are rare too we see present only their leftovers unable to communicate without screens children are all gone through speakers there is a pronunciation shouting request for all fathers: would you please be so kind and pick up those words spread all over before they hurt someone.

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