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a man's land she knew as home it's not something sentimental it's a detrimental circumstance a woman's hand worked to the bone be it of love or hate or both it's a labor that's not her own soft is the sacred pillow at Monticello a secret vino deep in the weeping willows at Monticello a secret vino how can you know when one of you has no say that a lover loves you back? is a crime committed called one of passion if nobody's got your back?