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Woman
She lassos her tongue around minds
creating space in these harden times
she licks at the wounds
she culls up the glass
a virescent glow that forever will last
She holds off the pain
with a sacred of verse
charged up to the plus
we shall all come immersed
Soapbox, chair, on front porch swings
talking of peace and inequalities
journeys and strength
barefoot she bleeds
not caring for her but others in need
A warrior for rights
a woman of might
hard to the core
but soft as moonlight
Truth emits from her lips
listen up as she pleads
not gone she is here
girl, woman, she, freed
creating space in these harden times
she licks at the wounds
she culls up the glass
a virescent glow that forever will last
She holds off the pain
with a sacred of verse
charged up to the plus
we shall all come immersed
Soapbox, chair, on front porch swings
talking of peace and inequalities
journeys and strength
barefoot she bleeds
not caring for her but others in need
A warrior for rights
a woman of might
hard to the core
but soft as moonlight
Truth emits from her lips
listen up as she pleads
not gone she is here
girl, woman, she, freed
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