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My body is not your battleground. It is not your right to play with. It is not your home to invite others or yourself without good intent. Nor is it a message that you pass around. like a bottle in the sea. My body is my sacred place Warm. My body is my home. My body plants. My body nourishes. My body creates. Sara I. Raad
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
Battleground
My body is not your battleground. It is not your right to play with. It is not your home to invite others or yourself without good intent. Nor is it a message that you pass around. like a bottle in the sea. My body is my sacred place Warm. My body is my home. My body plants. My body nourishes. My body creates. Sara I. Raad
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27/F/Detroit, MI
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
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