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The 26th of march 81, imagine a cyclone sunami,10.0 on the earth quake,19th day of November,3 child and its birthdate,imagine love n life lost,nothing to do with word play,imagine ya mom being gone,and for a second, question god, ask him what he on, and for a second, he lets you, knowing you ain’t wrong,shelter from the storm,Jack Frost n wind chill,there wit open arms, structure n safety,the soul food got her foot in it, know u can taste it,ain’t no conditions, its unconditional,she nevers counts a amount,nicca, its not her style,something foul, she just air it out, and ur welcome,like suede in the rain,cant wear it out,2 pallets on the floor, the kids a share the couch, on top of things thats sore,she barely heard a ouch,and the love had no droughts, she quick to poor it out, my northern chicks i love you too, but this is for the south, Barbara Ann,my heart, my hand,my nose my eyes my mouth,my second mom Maude Esther held it,when u had to bounce, a 1/2 ,a 3rd, three quarters, a splash a douce, it never quite EQUALS HER, When you measure it OUT, growing up without ,Mom dukes u know if you know