There is beauty in the explemplified beyond amplified suffering of the female.
An order of God. A common thread is females'; we are bound with it - because of male.
Tears every other day; blood comes once a month and betrayal remains constant.
We are stronger. Scars on our hearts feel everything so convincingly numbed by the yang. We feel taunt.
Lose ourselves in a wild forest of trees. Returning to Mother earth is our only release for all we shake and flaunt.
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