There are days
My pain is elaborate,
That the salt of my tears
Tastes not of my own
But like that of my ancestors—
And the woman who dealt
With this sorrow
Before me.
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Sorrow
There are days
My pain is elaborate,
That the salt of my tears
Tastes not of my own
But like that of my ancestors—
And the woman who dealt
With this sorrow
Before me.
