Like a thousand million stars
Shedding a thousand million tears
Time cannot describe the issuance of pain and joy
That is born of heartfelt woman
Like concealer and confessor
Those who bears and buries
Nurtures and defies
All that is saintly and all that is vain
Comely and confounding
As a thousand million tears
Amid a thousand million prayers
All the joys and all the woes
To bring us light in the morn
And drive dark from the sepulcher
The women of grief
And forbearance
Pushing us on
Holding us close
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