My Mom

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My mom
Used to read to me

She used to read to me
Stories of made up heroes

Made up heroes
I wished I could’ve been

I wished I could have been
Strong and victorious

Strong and victories
I longed to be

I longed to be
Until I realized the real hero was the one reading to me

The one reading to me
My mom





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