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May 2014
Tightening vines about a blossoms throat,
Choking roots, entwined:
Preventing the dew to soak.
Burning butterfly wings,
Mutilating the ones with flowers.
There's no song to sing,
To relieve big hands from power.
Regarding the injustice of female mutilation excused by religion.
Written by
Tiri Dear
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   Scarlet McCall
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