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Aug 2016
a gentle, timid, quiet soul
held back in unknown chains
many years a dormant stirring
boiled-over passion remains

then a swift break - glass ceilings down!
observing ancient law
society errs in naming most
she conjured her wild claws
revamped poem with a few changes
Timothy H
Written by
Timothy H  Boulder
(Boulder)   
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