My mother is she
My mother is she
She is the soul purpose
Shes the one with all might and the
She reminds me I'm never worthless
Shes the reason I'm always learning something new
Never got to finish what she wanted
Never had anything nice
Never had a good life
But look at her now
Shes all better now
She got up, brushed off eveything
life is successful now
3 children, and husband
What else could she have
She teaches me that being myself is good
Weather or not people do not like me
I am me
My mother is she.
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