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When I was sick as a little kid,
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did.
And all my childhood memories,
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me...
And even though I act crazy,
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me.
There are no words that can express how I feel.
You never kept a secret, always stayed real.
And I appreciate, how you raised me...
And all the extra love that you gave me !
Dear mama...