when my mother saw me crying once she came and held me in her arms i wept and hugged her harder cause she heard when i thought i was being quiet enough she told me then that no daughter of hers is the one to fall and stay down and to know at such a young age that weakness is not a choice changed me to being the broken girl that blossomed into a warrior
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