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Apr 2015
As blood of motivation runs down her veins,
An air of motivation reaches for her nostrils,
She now chews nutrients of strength,
not the old ones of wrath.
She smiles and holds her chin high
She is strong and confident.
She is the woman of today.
Written by
Arlette N  Kigali
(Kigali)   
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