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These shadows cast upon your beautiful soul. Your fierce, beautiful, independent. People tell you you're not enough, but they lying. You see behind the broken woman is a strong one. Tell your enemies fuck them to they faces. Show them that beautiful person that God made. I understand the limitations that life gives. But remember to be brave. You're not a lose cause. Actually your the true meaning of being found. ~mommamafia

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