Someday, I want to talk about Mama.
I want to talk to Mama.
I loved her.
I love her.
I miss her.
I miss what we didn't have.
Well, at least not since I was 5.
I do believe she resides in heavenly places.
Maybe she can hear me now.
Mama, let's have a cup o' tea and chat.
God has you on assignment.
3 days ago
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