TRIBUTE & DEDICATION
All homage to the resilience. Thrown in the lonely trenches, you can’t really tell beneath all the fruition, all that came with it, all the wreckage, the black and blues, all the spreaded legs.
“THERE THERE, YOU COULDN’T DARE BELIEVE, HOW SHE’S STILL STANDING”
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