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She was born a water woman
With oceans and rivers on her side
From strife and hate, she learned to stem tides
Mother to many, hate towards no one
Far from perfect, she got her work done
Learned 'bout injustice as a young child
It plagued her family, something wild
Ugly outside life, it seeped right in
She learned sadness early, from her kin
But she set out to change that sad style
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