“I Am Woman”
From her loins
A seed grows,
Tenderly cared,
Straight and tall,
The future, hers to give.
Oh, Great Bearer of Life,
Queen of Destiny,
What is it you demand of thee?
Please, articulate your gift to me.
My honor, indeed.
I deplore you do not know.
How blind you are.
I grew the...
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