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My Super Hero

What broke me wasn't my mother's lack of words but was the untold story she told me. The strength she carried that I misused all because I thought she never wanted to use me. The hands she used to wipe my tears when I found out she'd cry herself to sleep every night. That alone made my mother the hero I knew I would always count on ~Low-Key Poet?? -Sihle Simelane

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