To Mom:
Strong and witty and stubborn too, Just I few things to describe you. Determined and sure of what to do. Some of these things I'd like to have too. And I hate to admit, I'm spicy like you. You were always there for me when I needed you. I know I've been through a lot with you But that's why I love you.
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