𝒴ℴ𝓊'𝓇ℯ ℴ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓀𝒾𝒹 － 𝒶 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀 ℴ𝒻 𝓅ℴℯ𝓂𝓈

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I wasn't born to you,

I don't share your blood

Or any of your genes,

But you're still more a part of me,

Than anyone else in the world.

I may not be your blood,

But you sure as hell gave me your

Sweat and tears.