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Saïda Boūzazy May 2021
Tell those who come across my land
You will never own it
The fertility of the land   will never be touched by your ***** hands
Free and wild, black, white, green, and red  
All the full want to own YOU  
Yet, YOU only belong to Me
If they  tried to harass You
Their  hands will be cut
You should know
I am mad of her  love
She is Mine. Mine. Mine.
#Revolution
#Freedom
Elizabeth Zenk Dec 2018
I am no longer aware if this is
a raspy cry for help,
addictive scarification,
or a self-sadist's first taste of happiness,
or maybe its the feeble attempt of control I long to have

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