Why is it always the simple
Things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path, I look for the good
And seem to only find the worst, by error as it strays
A problem to be solved, probably just simple math mathematics but I'm no mathematician I add And only get subtractions, another one of life's valuable lessons not stressed no more stressing eventually it all becomes a blessing, my word's are like ammunition fully automatic weapon I'm never gonna quit my mini me deserves the best and believe me I'm gonna do and always give my All, all the time to teach her the lessons, the ups and downs of this life she's my blessing she saved me so I'm going to save her so when I go she's ready and prepared for THIS war baby girl always know that mama love's you and with this I close .......

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