But she is strong, like fire and rain. She hold my

hands, and shields me from pain. Oh, she loves

me, and tells me that our love is like fire in the

night, and it will always burn bright.

No, there is neither wind nor water which will

extinguish our true because it was sent from

heaven, you know, straight from God above

and maybe someday you will know, yes, you

and all those others who laugh and scorn and condescend

because you are all jealous of my mother.


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