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Dear Son✨

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I recently finished writing a short inspirational novel called "Dear Daughter" which has words of encouragements to every lady out there, words that one wish had been told, or wish to tell their kids to just let them know their not alone then I thought to myself but why not write something for guys too, because they also needs a word of affirmation. They may look tough and all, or would not want to ask for word of advise from a motherly point of view I thought I should share something that my son should know or every son out there something they wish they knew or mothers would want their son to know. 

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