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Written By TaraLeigh Inman

"𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑠 π‘ π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’π‘™π‘¦ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ (π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘™π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘›) 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘šπ‘’π‘’π‘‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘™ π‘’π‘›π‘’π‘šπ‘–π‘’π‘ , 𝑙𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘˜π‘›π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘  π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘”π‘’. π‘‚π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘€π‘–π‘ π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘–π‘Ÿ 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑦 π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜π‘’π‘Ÿ.” - C.S.LᴇᴑΙͺs ⁣

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This boymom adventure has π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ ⁣changed me, ⁣

⁣ molded me, ⁣

⁣ made me. ⁣

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Where I once saw small bundles of snuggles,

I now see ⁣fierce sharpeners of iron,

souls of melding steel,

young men made of my ⁣roots,

branching ⁣further away ⁣and growing toward the sky.

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𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž 𝒃𝒆 π’π’Šπ’•π’•π’π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’π’π’˜ 𝑰 π’Žπ’–π’”π’• 𝒍𝒆𝒕 π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž π’‡π’π’š. ⁣

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