With each teardrop; pain hits the floor
—Lisa C.
Prayer is to the soul what oxygen is to the heart life
Love is a strange creature that no man can understand
Music is heard in the background. As the movemnt becomes sharper; the many dancers acting but as one. She is one with her secret. As the time draws near, the woman’s body begins to push....
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