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"He derramado tantas lágrimas que mis ojos ya están secos. He comprendido que nadie me escuchara así que he cerrado mi boca. He entendido que ni mis hijos ni yo tenemos aliados, así que he afilado mis garras. Mis hijos son mucho más de lo que todos creen. Mis hijos son más que dragones. Mis hijos tienen mi sangre. Yo soy su madre, y ellos, aquellos que le darán forma al universo."
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All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour -Labour; Paris Paloma
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Oh, the loneliest girl in town was bought for plenty a price Well they dress her up in golden crowns, his smile hides a lie She's smiles back, but it's a fact that her fear will eat her alive Well she got the life that she wanted, but now all she does is cry -The Tradition; Halsey
