Ten Treasures

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We were taken at birth. We weren't even named. All we were given was a single minute to be held by her individually. We were told that she cried, but we were to young to know if that's true. Now we're all grown up, but would she be proud? For as long as we remember, there's been bright lights, camera's and crews of all sorts. We, my nine siblings and I, are children of the spotlight; we have been since birth. We have everything. Everything except what normal children take for granted, even "hate".

A mother's love.

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