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10:57 p.m. - 2012-07-03 I'm not sad or bothered, I just wish I could help my mama do the little things that she does to prepare for the day. I need to concentrate on getting things done here. I'm going to enjoy it, but the sooner I finish, the faster I can get home and help take care of my mama. She always seems so sad whenever I talk to her and I guarantee that she lost some more weight since I've last seen her. She worries too much.
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