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He thought about killing his mother. He couldn't stand the verbal abuse and assault he had to take day in day out. Man, how bad he wanted her dead. He thought about every way he could do her in, he planned it, visualised it. He knew exactly what to do if he would do it. But he never did. I don't know what became of him.
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