I am thinking about my mother...About how I wish she was still alive so she could see me today. Her daughter held onto her education and principles. I didn't let anger taint my heart. I didn't grow bitter. I am just me...
I wish she could see that I made a friend. That I found love. That I am doing alright. I wish... I wish...oh.. mom! How I miss you.
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