Three, six, nine, shall I compare thee / to the moon that move when nobody dare see /
I'm a long line of women who carry the key / and a longer line of elders who opened the way.
Pass it along
Aligning the line…
A first take that's not on the record.
Three, six, nine, shall I compare thee / to the moon that move when nobody dare see /
I'm a long line of women who carry the key / and a longer line of elders who opened the way.
Pass it along
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