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My Balancing Point


She held my hand as a child, keeping me upright and safe. 
 
She supported me in my older years, saying, 
 
"Life is the chances you take." 
 
Now today I reminice these times, 
 
haunting me more and more. 
 
I hope, in other words, 
 
she'll always be happy 
 
to see me come 
 
through the door. 
 
Without her guidance 
 
and her help, 
 
I don't know 
 
where I'd be. 
 
Because without 
 
her in my life, 
 
I would 
 
not have 
 
what 
 
makes 
 
me, 
 
me 
.
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