Yana Thompson (07/16/1987 / Baltimore city, Maryland)
How beautiful and how strong,
women young and old filled with love.
Yes, we've hurt and yes we've cried,
But women we're strong, brave, and alive.
Laugh and shout,
Scream and cry.
We're mighty women just look at how we roar,
we struggle and survive all the way down to our core.
So laugh mighty women just know and be sure,
that as long as we live we'll live this way forever more.
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