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Mama
Mama, I know you're not perfect but to me, you're the world's best. Your tears made me upset and it drove me to a destination they call success. Mama, you're always my Queen and never a Princess. Mama, your strength is undoubtedly the greatest, you protected me even though you were the weakest. Your smile is priceless and your humour is one of kind. My existence revolves around you. My only request is that we grow old together and comb each other hair until sunset. I love you, my bundle of strength.
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