Dear Mama,
Mama, I promise you,
My siblings and I, we promise you
to learn
to change
to succeed
Mama, you raised us:
You get what you give, a recycled wisdom
Blame is faulty, responsibility is growth
Change is natural, needed, noble
So Mama, we remembered you.
Mama, we listened.
And now we are changing
now we are doing
now we are leading
Mama, I promise you,
My sibling and I, we will heal you.
Now you are dying
But soon you will heal.
Sincerely,
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