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The Art of Being a Women


I am in a constant state of metamorphisis

Developing my love to be stronger than the days before

my courage never reaching a limit.

Embracing waves of emotions & experiances

using them to sharpen my mind;

insted of retracting.

Confusion,

Beauty,

and Soul,

all colliding but never ending.

No, " Viola - im finished!"

beacuse I was never incomplete in the first place.

My passions constructing whilest enriching my soul.

Letting myself be free to create, beacuse I was created.

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