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at the age of three I'm yanked from my mother's arms crying desperately clinging on but she can't protect me from these men who use force to separate us without pity or mercy dragging me away screaming as they barred her way cramming me into a van with other children calling for their moms, they took us to a fenced-in area and locked us in cages as if we were animals I would give anything to see her again I'll never forget her face or the terror in her eyes when we entered the United States and they stole her child from her arms

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