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Woman

She was a princess destined to become queen but the desert sands whispered a different destiny. In the prophecy of more ancient times her story was well known, told and told again and her fame was anticipated, long awaited. She rose from a discrete family whose members slipped away unexpectedly lost to the tumult revolutions of power. Buried her story never was recorded and erased from the flow of dynasties as was her sarcophagus carved with images upon its cover. A warning in the time of man that woman was property and was only mother, sister to a king. Times change, beliefs are remolded and the woman, a princess, a queen - rises.

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Date: 2/19/2019 2:23:00 PM
enjoyed the redeeming value of this splendid poem... may we all honor the women of this world, DM... huggs
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