When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

And oh my mother

How she always looked to me

Without a doubt

Without a question

That her knowing I was good

Was good enough for me

And how the way she treated me

Let me be me

And how she never


Degraded me

Or put me in a category

Of not human

That ever since I was little

Like four years old

She treated me like an adult

And she never had to worry

Or delve into anything else

Than knowing

I was here

And being of her

She had no question

Of what

I would become

And was

And how I look back at that now

And know

She knew I’d never stray

Or betray

How she trusted


As her daughter

And how rare

And extinct that is

To not fight each other

But to know

We will

Pull through

And how

I love u so much

I could cry

And how nothing

Equals the beauty and truth

And that it encompass

That you have allowed me

To experience with you

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