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I remember one time, I was crying with my injured knee, I was about 9/10 years old
A 14-year-old girl was at my house, probably the daughter of one of my mother's friends.
She was giving me medicine for my knee, singing a lullaby that is still my favorite today.
And this year we celebrated 4...