Throuh hell she has been
And it only made her so keen
There were times she felt
That she was being hit by a belt
Everyday, in her heart, mind and soul
And she felt like her body was turning to coal
Like she was slowly losing her sanity
Almost inhumanity
But she is still alive
And she will thrive
I tell you she will rise
No matter how loud the cries
Of those who want for her more tribulations
And she will ignore their contributions
I tell you she will thrive
Live and survive
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