I am Woman…
So, I am Woman, the wind whips through down the ridges of my throat, graveling pain spills out of my voice, I listen to the wind, it turns toward the sea, I said again, I am Woman.
I hear no echoes from the waves, the words are swallowed up in the voice of the surf as it swells and leaps over the bleached sands. I call to it, I am Woman.
Like sea mist across the dunes, I sway and beg the wind to take me away; words fall silent upon the shore, as I went out in the night to return no more, my choice, I am Woman.
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Rhythm Rhyme Thoughts 
Deep!
To be honest, I am a Man and I have not understood it well… many be I am not a man yet!
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Possible!
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Hello, and thanks for the follow! Will browse your blog at leisure…
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Thank you
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Love that last stanza. Thanks for the ‘follow.’ I’ll look forward to your posts!
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Thank you Sarah
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