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thank god, above all me, born in age of female equality evolution in any other age me, a slave confined by financial, educational and social inequality fueled by power deluded women-peons leaving mountains and dungeons in passing tears of blood shed by disillusioned soul instinctively knowing, i can create my own destiny life time spend achieving smoothing the road for future daughters BUT satans has intervened once more present daughters do not value their priceless inheritance many squander it, willingly but few remain with noble footing instinctively calling out, to higher power uneducated, still knowing god exist, he is watching and my inner strength comes from my creator who created for a purpose hail the king of kings
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 4:59 AM UTC
born during female revolution
thank god, above all me, born in age of female equality evolution in any other age me, a slave confined by financial, educational and social inequality fueled by power deluded women-peons leaving mountains and dungeons in passing tears of blood shed by disillusioned soul instinctively knowing, i can create my own destiny life time spend achieving smoothing the road for future daughters BUT satans has intervened once more present daughters do not value their priceless inheritance many squander it, willingly but few remain with noble footing instinctively calling out, to higher power uneducated, still knowing god exist, he is watching and my inner strength comes from my creator who created for a purpose hail the king of kings
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 4:59 AM UTC
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