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Ever since you
Covered me with your
Love. Eclipsing the me who hid.
I have learned that I am
Precious, even when I'm not
So shiny. And to you, I am
Everything.
About the Creator
Sandra Matos
I write so that people will remember me. I make art for the same reason. I had a mother that I never knew. Who she was, how she smelled, or what she valued. I don't want anyone to wonder who I was.
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