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The Greatest


I had this person that was here with me

She used to fill my heart with glee

You could call on her when you were sad

Or when your good things turned to bad

She wasn't rich, and she wasn't poor

She had enough to support us four

She was crazy, and fun, and lived out loud

I know if she were here she'd be so proud

This person, she was like no other

She was my best friend, and my mother

She's still here in spitrit and mind, and was the greatest person you'd eve find

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