Happy new year !!

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Mirrors show all the imperfections that we choose not to see.

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I have reached the day

Which I don't have to cover up the things I say.

Laughter that was forgotten long ago....

I'm finding hard to contain joy... it over flows..

I don't look in the mirror anymore frighten of the monster... unclean thing.

You have no idea of the knowledge of being free really means to me.

I can lay down this burden I've carried for many years...

I no longer cry silent...but I will share with you my happy tears.

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NO MORE LIAMA BEANS

As I sat there upon that old wooden chair... I could still hear those tortures words linger within the air...

"You shall not leave until your done."

Gripping my Mr gadget tightly for Inspiration I survey the battle field once more and found the opposition haven't left.

Darkness depends upon the room... it would appear my captors has forgot there prisoner of War still glued to that wooden monstrosity you may call a chair... I call slow death.

As I ease off that tool of torture... I make my way back to the safety to my command post. I thought to my self.... sweet victory " to hell with those Llama beans"

Little did I know. That plate of mass of destruction was being wrapped for yet another day of torture.

A sinister laughter sent chills down my core.

I responded quietly as I looked at Mr gadget... "this fight is not over...no more Llama beans"

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I thought today would start out simple.

Or so I thought. It's not everyday the whole in your heart is refilled.... Refueled.

The day did start out simple... even time stood still.... to simple rejoice.

And rejoice it did.

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From knee scrapes.. to saying no when you want to say yes.

From wisdom passed on... to love unspoken.

Even all the little things that seem to go unnotice.

Please forgive the out bursts.. the temper tantrums.

Please embrace... I love you.... or even I miss you.

Mother's day is eveyday.... not just one.

Yet it's an honor to thankyou...

Happy mother's day to all the mothers..
And mother figure with in your life.

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So many years my voice was silent.

I welcome the pain I endured...

for it brought...

me comfort ...brought me...

internal screams.

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Judge
Me..

For my thoughts... actions... generosity.

Judge
Me

Not.. for others bad deeds....for others wearing darker shades or tones then me.

Race shouldn't be Judge upon the backs of the few misguided.

Judge me..or judge me not by the standard which I shall judge you by.

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As the doctor tried to to hide their facial concern.

I was lost the moment they said:

(We may have found somthing.)

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I often ask my self....

Why am I here..

The small voice inside responded..

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