"Mom, I missing someone and think about him constantly. But I don't want to be selfish. If he want to be free, I'll let them fly. He's not fully mine, rite? He got his own world. But someday I know we'll go togather. What does it mean, mom?"
"You tell me something sweet. Uhhh.. You must be hungry"
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