jTust to see her child smile.The same heart that would give everything
The same hands that hold a little tighter.
the same eyes that worry.
Bhere is no difference.
Sut when she looks at her child,
She may have everything.
he may have little.
And quietly, you begin to ask yourself: “God, when will it be my turn?” But hear this today: your life is not running on somebody else’s timetable. The Nigerian hustle can make patience difficult. Bills are waiting. School fees are waiting. Rent is waiting.
Я понимаю, что тебе не до меня, что у тебя теперь своя жизнь, но я не могу забыть, как мы вместе проводили время. Я никогда не испытывал такого спокойствия с кем-то.
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