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mama: her love without exception


"Be Great!" 

Focus on your focus, that's what she says.

As I watch her faith never deflate in me, Now I know why God sent her to me.

 

It's okay not to be perfect; Our imperfections are what keeps us moving in the right 

direction, that's what she says.

I would never learn how to perfect my own beauty; Let alone define my own exstience.

Now I know why God sent her to me.

 

 

 

 

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