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Mother: Inside, there may be fear.  Outside, this may challenge your image.  But whatever maybe, I am here as perseverance.  As second born, you may feel that you are unimportant.  You do know that you are welcome here with open arms.  Resilience enables voice.

Son: My time on Earth evolved.  You gave birth to me with love.
But sometimes I feel controlled.  Agitated from seeing what I know.
I am grateful you are my mom or, otherwise, I might be the unlucky one.
Insecurity always coexist, but this can be overcome easily.

Mother: One thing is for sure, your worldview will inform your soul.
Meaning when you down, you take the needed space where your mind can relax and think.  When you want to talk, you may come to me for a shoulder to rely on.  I admire your tenacity even when this may question diversity.  In time of distress, consistency may or will conquer demons.

Son: I can become tired and angry inside annoyed about whatever causing the hindrance and self-denial – sick from wants and desires.

Mother: But oh, like Satan suppressed by the wrath of the Almighty God, one day all this will be behind you.  Clearing out your thoughts finding a greater source, you’ll find that life can be magnificent when you believe in the omnipotent.

Son: Mother, thanks for doing this with me.  I now feel more at ease to conceptualize my ideas where I address my next idiom and/or phase.

Mother: And son, keep your eyes on the prize and that is what makes happiness inside and determines what is right.  One may be without the other, however, when together, cherish what is right because this brings more value to happiness, which son is ultimate and known as contentment.

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