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after my first
kiss I entered a
world of enchantment

started to feel
ready for sisterhood
to fight for women’s right

this was the epitome
I really should not attend
rebellious I was marked

the worst were the looks
I gathered as dandelions
transmuting in spring

jagged as their leaves

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started last year on July 2013.

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