Jan Dara
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:07:09
Mother, I sorry I made you die!
:07:15
I'm more sorry than
anyone in the world.

:07:36
Jan!
:07:47
'Aunt Waad'
:07:49
After my mother died...
:07:51
...Aunt Waad came from Pijit
to Bangkok to look after me

:07:57
She was like a real mother to me
:08:01
The only person
little me could rely on...

:08:05
...for everything
:08:08
Jan!
:08:10
Be strong!
:08:12
Don't be naughty
or you'll get fever again

:08:28
Where is my mother?
:08:30
Aunt Waad, I miss my mother
:08:36
Poor Jan,
:08:38
you must try to belong in this house
:08:45
I miss...
:08:47
I want to smell mother's breast
:08:52
I've never known mother's breast
:08:55
I've never known mother's breast
:08:59
Lie down, dear

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