When I was a little girl, I thought that my mother was the best person in the world. She would forget herself to be fighting for whoever or whatever that needed it more. She was always willing to give up her own needs to try to achieve improvements for those who needed it more. But she gave up our needs too. She would give up our entire family just to try to make a better world for everyone. And I admired her. She was my Idol. So I didn't bother her...
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