Constantly whining, always crying.
Oh, God, please make it stop.
Quiet him down just for a minute.
Send me peace.
No, I want this.
He was my choice, and I will be strong.
I will take the challenge and succeed.
We knew what we wanted him to be,
and he will be more than either of us imagined.
I alone will make it happen.
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