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It truly is amazing. I was making a person. Or at least, I was the vessel for the person that God was making. He was crafting you each and every day, monitoring and guiding your explosion of cells, pouring into you the way he has poured into each and every person he’s created since the dawn of time.
Mother to Son: Letters to a Black Boy on Identity and Hope
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