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i've always been angry it has been a burning in my bones an acid in my stomach a restless warrior in my head. some may say i came into this world looking for a fight. but i'd argue that when i was born the fight found me. it was passed down from generations of women with hands branded into their bodies and tongues cut out of their bloodied mouths. i yearn for rest but their stories push me back into the ring. there is work to be done fights to be won
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 7:35 PM UTC
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i've always been angry it has been a burning in my bones an acid in my stomach a restless warrior in my head. some may say i came into this world looking for a fight. but i'd argue that when i was born the fight found me. it was passed down from generations of women with hands branded into their bodies and tongues cut out of their bloodied mouths. i yearn for rest but their stories push me back into the ring. there is work to be done fights to be won
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 7:35 PM UTC
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