You were my mother and my friend, Which was unusual. Somehow our characters still blend: Your wisdom and my will. I turned, and you were there for me; I spoke, you understood. I felt cared for, but also free; You loved, and I was good. I'm fortunate that I was born To someone just like you; I love you still. Though you are gone, You live in what I do.
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