Author:
Chances of Life
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Date Posted: 12:34:05 03/22/03 Sat
]Colt rears and strikes the sand bar which he stood on, he never wanted to see his birth mother again, nor could he bare to carry her name, things will change, he promised himself, he looks up as his adoptive mother came closer, he turns and runs to her as a scared child would, tahts wat he was, a scared child, he nuzzled her shoulder where he had hit her[ Mother, i'm sorry i had hurt you, i chased kiss away...i'm sorry mother..
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