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Friday, February 24, 2017

The Irony...

There once was a young woman who had a little boy. Eventually this boy grew into a strong young man. One day the mom suddenly realized that this was the irony: by the boy growing up, the young woman grew up, too.


Posted by Jules Brown at 9:47 AM
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