To, Mumma

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You taught me how to walk, walked you with me
Over the sea over the sand
Fearless you stood by me in this no man’s land.

You sang, I sung with you
I fumbled, I bumbled
But you dint let that harmony crumble.

You gave me thy vision, you gave me thy voice
You gave me thy light
To conquer my fright.

Regards to your love, respect to your nurturing
You are my creator
You are my sculptor.

I was you and then I became me
I carry your heart with me
I will always carry you with me.

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