I love you mom
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It’s not a thing I couldn’t live without, but a person. The person that I will forever have a special bond with because we are one of the same.
All persons must go their own ways, All people must do their own thing. For we can not predict or hope, To follow the path of the winds. They will twist and turn you inside out, Like the tides of the Tempest's sea.