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The fates conspire
To knock me down
Tear me apart
And you are the leader
The master of all things
Wicked and torturous
But you have no idea
Of the shit I’ve endured
And although I express great sadness
I’m a stronger woman now
And I’m poring over with madness.
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this is great. as i commented on your other piece "take it easy on me", don't stop looking. you obviously have found your key. never let go of that stength.
