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Feb 2019
I was born small, not being able to move but cry,
                       not being able to see what the world is like.
        
            LOVE is how I was conceived. I can not speak nor breathe
            on my own; your unconditional love is what kept me
                                               ALIVE!

            Don't turn your eyes away from me because one blink is
            all it will take and you'll see me turn blue.....

             Just imagine yourself being born small, weak and unable
                                to speak and stop breathing.

            My mama knew how to breathe life back into my small
                                               BODY!!

            She breathe not once, not twice but a few more times!!
            Her unconditional love of breathe, brought me back!!

            If I were able to speak. I would tell her don't cry mama! I
            know you love and will care for me. I feel your pain and I
            know how much you sacrifice your life for
                                                MINE!!

        ­   Mama, I'am making progress and learning to breath on my
           own. It was your UNCONDITIONAL LOVE that saved me!
           Mama remember when I was born small and yet, I'am still
                                                YOUR
           ­                                   ANGEL!!!
Written by
Margarita Carmona  F/New York City
(F/New York City)   
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