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Letters To Our Virgin Mums

Dear Spinster, I have been schooled on how you feel The tokophobia you conceal Not even Mary Kay, Elf, Maybelline or L.A girl Pro could seal the deal. The supposition of your prospective spouse is no fear compared to the…

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I Walk

I walk in the rain So you would not see my tears I walk in the shadows So you would not see my fears I walk in the fire So you would not see my pain I walk in the…

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Poetry

The Making of Beauty

Her grip got tighter and tighter. Her screams louder and louder. It seemed the rhythm of our heart beats were in sync. It seemed I could feel what she was feeling like a cardiac morse code. She started on her…

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