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people tell me that I look like her and maybe to them I do. because they don't see what I see. the beauty, the wisdom, the grace, the strength, all things impossible to obtain. so when they tell me I look like her, I politely decline. because she's everything I strive to be, not everything I am.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
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people tell me that I look like her and maybe to them I do. because they don't see what I see. the beauty, the wisdom, the grace, the strength, all things impossible to obtain. so when they tell me I look like her, I politely decline. because she's everything I strive to be, not everything I am.
this poem is dedicated to my Mama, who is the light of my life. I love you.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
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