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Now, today's first story comes from throw away son help. It does come with an update and it's titled my son's 18 male,

mother's family poisoned him against me. He thinks I 33 male abandoned him. Judging by the age,

I'm guessing you all know how young I was when he was born.

His mum, my ex, were best friends since we're in kindergarten.

She was the love of my life.

We were together from fifth grade up into our sophomore year.

Her family just made us stop having contact.

They moved in everything. For the longest time I wondered

why but now I know my answer. Beginning of June I'm sent a text from an unknown number. It said,

you don't know me but, and after a long message he tells me he's my son and wanted me to know

he graduated from high school, got accepted into

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