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Feb 2014
Lemme just say this,
before you go and take the ****.
I have feelings too,
some of which you never knew.
Words hit me just as hard,
although I react to them like a bard.
Quick on my feet with a rebuttal,
Although I have a knack of not being subtle.
I'm sorry for when I'm so cruel,
my words poor out like drool.
So why can't we both love, laugh and be calm,
because you are truly the best mom.
For my mother.
MST
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MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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