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May 2018
I am all I am because of them
My good they’d praise, my bad they’d condemn
I learned all I know through what they taught
While it’s true there were problems, while it’s true we fought
That too made me stronger, for I knew how to fight.
Through their guidance I learned wrong from right.
I no perfect person though because neither were they.
And while I listened to them and all they had to say.
I also learned the importance of finding one’s own way.
I love my parents
Written by
Michael  17/M/Minnesota,
(17/M/Minnesota,)   
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