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Ring-Ring.

I have been called dangerous; someone that will ruin you for the rest of your life. I have been called naive, because I didn't understand the complexity of politics at a young age. I have been called beautiful, for dancing alone in a crowded room. I have been called complicated, for not fitting into your perceived ideal of what a woman is supposed to be. I have been called; doesn't mean I have to answer.
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Jun 16, 2023
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