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Oct 2016
Mom
The dictionary calls her
a female parent
noun
but she is so much more

She is here for me when I need her and gone when I please
She shows me the path that brought her her weathered knees
She loves me when I am nasty and kind to me at night
Moms are more than they seem to be, now tell me am I right?
I love you mom!
Hank Pym
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Hank Pym  My Secret Basement Lab
(My Secret Basement Lab)   
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