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Fella


Pink umbrella

Broken Cinderella

Shattered slippers

Trinket trail

Crystal clear mail

Braided cradle

Wound not fatal

Yet

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Dashwood
<p>This poem is about how society sometimes mistakes&nbsp;women's self-respect&nbsp;for selfishness and&nbsp;how women often confine themselves to streotypes.&nbsp;</p>

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