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Mama, I found my old butterfly hairclip you had gifted me on my eleventh birthday, and it took me back to the old days. Papa used to count our blessings on prayer beads at 4am, while you slept the heavy sleep that comes with two 5 mg melatonin gummies. At 6 am, I would stand in front of your door and watch you doze. You snored a little, but none of us ever told you. The fan was loud in the room, a...

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I like this, but I feel that you could have worked the butterfly clip into the story a bit more. For instance, was the person telling the story wearing it when they learned to cook? Did they use it as a bookmark?

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