woman I

Woman holding up the sky.
	But my hands hurt.
Woman holding up the sky.
	But my feet are sore.
Woman holding up the sky.
	But my muscles ache.
Woman holding up the sky.
	But my heart breaks, it breaks.
Woman holding up the sky.
	But my spirit quails.
Woman holding up the sky.
	But my eyes fail.
Woman holding up the sky, God
sees you there, woman holding up the sky
	don't cry
	don't cry.
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