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Feb 2015
A mother's shrine of a body
chastised for immortal capacities
no man himself could ever bare.

A breast of sustenance and stupefaction
castigated to a parcel of mundane flesh.

I am these atrocities for which your lack of appreciation
have wrongly deemed.

A victim of what the blind overlooked.
Stephanie Emily
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Stephanie Emily  Connecticut
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