When I was young, just a baby, really, my mother used to sing to me every night. I’d always request the song, the one that goes: My mommy comes back, she always comes back, she always comes back to get me. My mommy comes back, she always comes back, she never will forget me. It was her way of saying she’d always be there; she’d never leave.
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— Oct 26, 2025 09:38AM
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