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and, if the possibilities are: male it's obvious I'm not male: my breasts are way too big, my mouth too mouthy, my nurturing energy way too flowing and no one would allow that someone this opinionated could be considered neuter so, by a process of elimination, I must be a woman but, you know, not just from a process of negativity, but from a positive reaching I can tell you I am a woman I am this woman and one servant is never enough |
I can smell the
wildness on me
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