Wow, what a day it's already become. To awake with a text of good fortune and a future yet unknown for a mother to be who yearns for this growth and hardship I barely stroll through in my mind ( Read more... )

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She had to go.

She had no place in me.

I fear she never did.

That was the truth.

I mourned her, when she was around, now I can wish her well, she's not my responsibility anymore, she was beyond me, stubborn as an ego can get.

All days are sound, though I miss you.

sleepy, wake up.

step out of this sess-pool we call america.

sleepy, wake up.