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... , you always cried and went to your father to complain. Your father, who treated you like a treasure, would see your tears and always say generously that children are bound to make mistakes, so don’t be harsh on Munni.
Your father really loved you. I still remember, every night after finishing his late shift, the first thing he did upon coming home was go to your room, kiss the already asleep you, and say goodnight.
In comparison, I, as a mother, seemed particularly inadequate. D ...
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