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Truth to me
When i’m gone.. I want them to have at least known who i was..Not just you’r Mother.. Not just his wife..Not just their Nonna.....The little girl who played for hour’s in the frog pond..The teenager who would put her Dads speaker’s out the window and dance on her Lawn.The young woman who made him wait....The Mother who thought she could handle it all..The middle aged Grandmother who would do it all over again.{Acting} perfect is NOT an option for me... I can’t pretend to be something i’m not.I piss people off... I make folks smile... I babble like nobody’s business.And i hurt and worry just like everyone else. My fault.. Type it before i think about it.
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