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Aug 2019
a bold old lady.
My breast doesn't have milk
My bottom doesn't have youth
My name doesn't hold property
My bank a/c doesn't have balance
My family doesn't have love
My body doesn't have health
My presence doesn't have present
Finally
My body doesn't have the design for me
She feel her breast for children and her bottom for husband. Her hand for family work and her legs are to reach the need of her family. Why?
JP
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