Author: Don Fraser
My soul has been lost since the day I was born, My mother smoked and drank while I was in her stomach, she was a good woman and had a terrible life, she had six children before she was thirty years old. Her husband, [My father] had a hard time working. He was hard of hearing, and could not see very well.
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