"I just picked a baby girl frm under coker bridge beating by d rain. How wicked can a mother be after hard labour pain and sleepless nights. And trows her own child away. KIA dis is d height of wickedness...."
"I just picked a baby girl frm under coker bridge beating by d rain. How wicked can a mother be after hard labour pain and sleepless nights. And trows her own child away. KIA dis is d height of wickedness...."

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