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Prayer of that "Thing" living in me

From less of that "Thing" thing
To more of that thing with thoughts of her own.

From less of having to play the donkey
To your grand-dad's ancestry
To freedom and equal choices.

From less of my shreiks
Being stifled in my own womb
To regaining ownership
Of that which is naturally mine.

You can be my hero
And you need no armour
Nor an Alpine account, as some would
Want me to say..

I am not your equal
Nor am I more, or a little less.
I am different,
So when you look at me
The next time
Look at me
With a look
That celebrates who I am
Celebrates Me.

(Celebrating women on International Women's Day today)

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  1. What a lovely thought for International Women's Day... We should celebrate who we are... beautiful xox

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  2. I really like your closing lines, Rajesh!

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