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My Mother Is a Mobile Miracle

My mother is a mobile miracle, her voice is the vibrant vehicle that propels me to the pinnacle of a sweet and super spectacle. My mother is a world of wonder, her blessings bury every blunder. I grew to always plan and ponder... For her words put flaws asunder. My mother is a loving lamplighter, she fights fears like a firefighter and fuels my faith like an igniter. Her smiles make my days brighter. My mother is an alluring angel, a timeless tale no tongue can tell. Wherever beauty and bliss dwell, my mother's love always excel.

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