the thought that come from my aunts mind are dispicable,
you cant even imagine the thoughts that are running in my mind,
i think about my aunt in someways,
like what if she was here what would she do,
how would she do it you try,
know i think before certain things and i feel like shes there all the time to tell me what to do,
know my aunts wisdom rubbed off on me,
know her thoughts realy do run through my mind,
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