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Mission

They say I have been free... When? Where? I never know... Did they give me My freedom to be born...? Did they not test to see I am male or female...? Did they have any Happiness on their faces When I, by default, Tumbled forth...? They consider me A lesser being... Lesser In everything... They find me fit Only as a child-bearing machine... Once that is done I am done... Existence has become Dependence... I know my worth, yet. Equal to a thousand of them... I know I have my mission to accomplish... This is why I am rushing on...! The mission of Leveling all inequalities...! 15 December 2022

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