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Friday, August 5, 2016

I am a native of my mother 
She was my first home

When I forget who I am 
I look at her 
The way she lives
Her accent and the way she buckles her ankles as she sits 
How she stirs salad 


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Thank you so much for taking the time to say a lil sumthin! Im so grateful that you even read my words and I hope they inspire and draw you closer to Jesus!