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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.
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 3:29 PM UTC
Crushing ants
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.
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 3:29 PM UTC
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