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He's Free to Fly

He turned 21 today.

I used to be ma ma, the one he needed.
Then I was mommy, the one who knew all the answers.
It later turned into mom, the one with the keys.

Now it is Hey, You, or just the acknowledged head nod.
Now I am the one to be the strongest person ever.
What am I to give him now?
His wings.

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