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| birdmad |
i was going to ramble on a bit about my mother, today being 10 years and about an hour or so since the day she died a bit of praise and a bit of scorn to dovetail neatly with the lingering swirl of love and ambivalence i hold in my heart for her memory. so in all honesty, i don't need my insurance company to underwrite repeated visits to some overpaid pill dispenser to tell me that i have issues with my mother and father and there aren't platitudes or pills enough to give me the chance to resolve these things with either of them directly |
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