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Mama, I want to know your pain and struggle so that I know there's a way out. I look at you and I see a queen and I want to know that I still qualify to be a queen, but I can only know that if I know your hurt. It is only then, that I can pull myself out of this hopelessness and destruction because I'm not destined to be trapped in it all.
By Aziza Ncube