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Who is a woman, really?

For two of my closest friends, who’ve stayed strong no matter what life throws at them and still find the strength to lend me when I need it!

Who is a woman really?

Who is a little girl really?
She’s who hides desires behind her frilly frocks,
As society hands her dolls, not building blocks.
She jumps and twirls in pretty, pink bows,
And learns boys alone are allowed a macho pose. Continue reading “Who is a woman, really?”