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Respect Women, He Said
Respect Women, he said
I remember my skin was tight coming in from the low of a Maine night
When she
When she
When she
When she
Discovered my claims of
I could walk better, I ain’t in pain
But she knew something other than how my words were arranged
it were the muscles in and around my mouth, sculpting my face
Or it was the bags under my eyes
She related to when ...
Tuesday 28th September 2021 7:18 pm
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