I was made from the ribs of my mother / She taught me love, as much as she taught me sorrow / That inner strength is a form of self-love / That one day, I will make make it…
I was made from the ribs of my mother / She taught me love, as much as she taught me sorrow / That inner strength is a form of self-love / That one day, I will make make it…
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