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My Miya


A mentor is said to influence, to guide and to inspire. With a simple smile Miya was my support system. Through my mental lows, with the feeling that I had rocks tied to my ankles destine to sink. She kept me a float, with her words flowing through my head like a river. She called me beautiful, strong, determined all because I had a passion that she gave me for life. To live as if it may be my last, it was my last on April 13th, 2017, that was the last day of my suffering. Today I live as a new person thanks to Miya.

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