Mum Delighted After Welcoming Baby Girl Who Shares Her Rare And Beautiful Birthmark For most of her life, Nigerian actress Elma Godwin believed she was the only person in her family with a rare and distinctive birthmark that made her stand out from everyone around her. Now, 34 years after being born with the unique…
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