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HEROINE


I stand tall like a woman in hills a word of thanks I wanna preach to the woman who made me who I am I am feeding on tears that made a pond In your eyes when judgments fell hard as cyclone dineo overseas I am a man strong as the nail Of a rabbit I dig hard on success Obstacles one the I bury I took from my mother Circumstances one thing we don't even count on I saved when you couldn't sleep at night Praying and praising The biblical wording my Gun Evil spirits i will shoot you
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