My Carrier
The one who held me for 9 months
My carrier.
The first one I ever knew
My carrier.
The one who taught me to love
My carrier.
The one who dried my tears
My carrier.
The one who yelled when I stayed out too late
My carrier.
The one who cheered the most when I won
My carrier.
The one who I can't live without
My mother.
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