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I shut my bedroom door now engulfed by the bindings of paper and pen and I roll my chair to grey desk stacked high with Dickinson, Bronte's three, and Alvarez I pull out my writing tools and begin to contemplate ideas that dare not be discussed in the public of society Why is it that God must be a man and What make the human taught ideal of modesty such a binding force flow through my brain and I breath again without measure or discernment I am free in my freedom i think back to the conversation my mother and I held this morning A girl had stood in our line of view her hemline resting mid-thigh My mother had turned to me "Ellis look at that girl! I can see her ****** face aghast I nodded "It is disgusting that girls these days dress so provocatively! Thank God I have a modest girl!" I nodded again and I thanked God.      -Modesty Is A Human Construct
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
A Female Torn Modestly
I shut my bedroom door now engulfed by the bindings of paper and pen and I roll my chair to grey desk stacked high with Dickinson, Bronte's three, and Alvarez I pull out my writing tools and begin to contemplate ideas that dare not be discussed in the public of society Why is it that God must be a man and What make the human taught ideal of modesty such a binding force flow through my brain and I breath again without measure or discernment I am free in my freedom i think back to the conversation my mother and I held this morning A girl had stood in our line of view her hemline resting mid-thigh My mother had turned to me "Ellis look at that girl! I can see her ****** face aghast I nodded "It is disgusting that girls these days dress so provocatively! Thank God I have a modest girl!" I nodded again and I thanked God.      -Modesty Is A Human Construct
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
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