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Under a blanket on the floor of the basement
It’s a fort
I know but he didn’t say so
Our laptops look the same, but mine has a sticker
Dear God,
Somethings I just don’t understand; like things must be extremely complex or my mind too inferior to comprehend, the things that plague the human mind, body, and soul.
I remember the days
When a ponytail was good enough
When contacts were for Sundays
And makeup was only for special occasions
I am mommy
I am sister
I am BFF
I am your snuggles
And your cuddles
I am the best
The best maker
Of food and crafts
And fun
The best everything
Of anything
For everyone
