She didn't think I was perfect--but I was as close as you could be.
She held me accountable, but gave me all the grace I needed--and then some.
She loved me fiercely and unconditionally, but some just saw her fierceness.
Her speech built me up, gave me security, wise wisdom and faith to live by, but it could also be wielded like a weapon to tear others down.
She taught me life lessons, how to live and how to love, she taught others how not to be and who to avoid.
Within her was saint and sinner, good and evil, life giver and life taker
Where is that line within me?
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