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Tonya D. Cauduro
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Multifaceted. Mom. Blogs/Tweets/Pins/+1's: digital marketing, tech, Dallas, startups, wellness, parenthood, inspirations, sports, music, travel, food, life.
Multifaceted. Mom. Blogs/Tweets/Pins/+1's: digital marketing, tech, Dallas, startups, wellness, parenthood, inspirations, sports, music, travel, food, life.

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Here's a parenting tip that will help the generations to follow.
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Now you can designate someone to take over your Facebook page after you die.
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From my own personal experience, here are 12 tips to help keep a long distance relationship successful.
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Great advice for those looking to hire writers or become one.
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Very inspiring and very proud to be a single mom entrepreneur too! You can do ANYTHING you set your mind to!
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Just beautiful. And exactly what many of us were thinking. Sending love.
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And these are so many of the reasons I declared my professional independence. #freelancer  
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

#MayaAngelou
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