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A mother's love

You... my dear daughter,
Need nobody!
You have yourself,
That is enough.
Whatever you choose to be,
You can become,
Just believe that to be so.

No job too big,
No aspiration too small,
You can have it all,
Love yourself first,
That is a must,
Don't listen to anyone giving you bullshit.
You are greater than them all,
When you fall,
Make it part of your journey,
Let it enthrall you.
Nothing scares you,
You are made of fiercer things.

You cannot be diminished because people say things about you.
You are formidable little thing,
You shall do great things,
A hard worker too,
Your clever mind will never fall through.
You have stars in your eyes,
Kindness in your heart,
Love in your soul,
You have far to go,
You know we will always love you so.

For: My darling Freya-Lily: 
if you want to go to the moon leave no stone 
unturned until you make it so! 
Remember, look after your baby bro x


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