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The Right To Choose

USA Raging in its Male dominated choices the states, across the biased pond. Up, Stairs, in the Attic, stale mingling breath stained rooms the pigeon panics, flies in its electronic thunder. New cars, paramount in shallow importance impotence delayed, short of micro chips. Who are they ? These Women who get it done, their eggs, sending results, or freezing life, raging in its Male pigeon flight panic, election. Choice is theirs, the eggs belong to the Mothers of the stars and earth and freedom.

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