I have a good mother. She loves me more than anyone I know. Her love is a selfless love. Her love is pure. She believes in me. She thinks I will do great things in my lifetime. She wants the best for me. I cry to think of her.
I love my mother.
My mother loves me.
If anything is true, it is this.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
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