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The Air, My Friend

Translated… Our home is, smaller, than a bird cage, Mom and dad worked endlessly, to make more money, the artwork of Jimi Liao…from UDN.com Trying to get us a bigger place. They’d worked days and nights too, Rarely spent any … Continue reading

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