AA1: Dying To Survive
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If death breathes his invite to me, I shall not run away from the party. Ubomi bam yimboleko echiza with every breath(I am a borrowed soul that sheds with every breath).
I chose my path. Upon it, I'll walk.
Blades are meant to hurt. Upon them I'll walk. Blades are made to hurt, And friends with them, I'll be.
Hiding will not save me. Let me live how it was meant for me. I am a Woman born to die.
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