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God Made Mother, because he couldn't be everywhere

You are my mother and my friend, Which is unusual. Somehow our characters must blend: Your wisdom and my will. I turn, and you are there for me; I speak, you understand. I feel cared for, but also free; You lead but don't command. I'm fortunate that I was born To someone just like you; I love you, not just as my mom, But for what you are and do.
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