Immigrant Mother

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Anonymous said…
another beautiful and thought provolking post that brings it all home~c
3:14 PM
Anonymous said…
Deep...
6:57 PM
Black Wombmyn Chat said…
Beautiful, Lab. But it made my chest hurt a little bit, too. Your writing is always that mixture of beauty and sorrow.
11:21 AM
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