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The Ode to
I work
I clean
I raise
I sing
I dance
I play
I struggle
I cry
I stress
I make do
I go without
So my child doesn't have to
I, the single mother.
I clean
I raise
I sing
I dance
I play
I struggle
I cry
I stress
I make do
I go without
So my child doesn't have to
I, the single mother.
Published 19th Jul 2024
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