Motherland
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Concluida mar, jun 23, 2020<5 mins
Her blood runs through my veins
But she never carried me.
I was ripped from her since before I was born
And by the time I found my way back
The ties were so severed
Memories were created without her
And I couldn't recognize a face I had never seen.
But she is my Mother.
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