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Power

I am not a true minority.

I am white woman.

I believe in feminism because that is what I experience.

But what about what I don't experience?

It pains me to have a power and to not know what to do with it.

Race is still an issue.

I hear these words all the time, but do I really hear them?

There are people out there who want to be married and they can't. I sit on my social media and say what should be said.

Sometimes.

Is that enough?

I have the power.

So why am I wasting it?

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kelsie-cameron
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Feb 23, 2015
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#power#race#feminism#lgbt#ethnicity
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