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He said to me, “to live another day, you must pay the price decided by the master.” I did not know who the master was because he always wore a mask. I assumed the person was a man. I continued to live in a male dominated world and deep down I was okay with this
Her arms were like feathersbeautiful colors with equal amount of strengthin between the greens and bluesHer legs were treesyoung in maturity and waiting to bereborn next year when the animals came out of hibernationHer hips were like two stonesboth with tiny cracks on the sidesand they moved in unison without compensationto the left or rightHer

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