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We all carry some baggage with us, some more than others. Check those bags, Momma. Some bags are filled with anger, some are filled pain. Holding on to anger eats us up. Holding on to pain blisters our soul. Let go, Momma!
By Mom: Another Shade of Woman5
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We all carry some baggage with us, some more than others. Check those bags, Momma. Some bags are filled with anger, some are filled pain. Holding on to anger eats us up. Holding on to pain blisters our soul. Let go, Momma!