inherited

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"I was born
to a mother
With scars
on her arms
And there is
No denying
I am her daughter.
Spilled blood,
Spilled tears,
A few decades apart.
But we are not
The broken ones.
I inherited pain
But more importantly
I inherited the
Ability to endure it."

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