Women's Lib.
Silver,curved with curves along the night despite The mocking of shrieking crows Just below uncle's nose 2 nose Complicated disgraceful face Confused a key 2 you melancholy shoes Of distinguished Solitude bemused playable Due 2 Derek or Stu sliding down the police station pole Looking through the hole implanted in the belly of delinquent souls Solitarily excused 2 Emily Dickinson genius she may be Like Angelou Maya 2 you was a genius 2. Wonderful ladies with an aptitude 2 defy ahead of regimental Narkky times. ©31/08/2021. Wired6.
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