She advocated suicide,
But never thought for foeticide.
She was a mother,
Who can't show her baby her father.
But she gave her baby a word,
"Not to leave till her bird,
learn to fly alone in this world."
Fill my tummy with platters, While my neighbour's tummy is filled with air. Let me touch the sky, When my knight's rook sank in t...
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