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Horrify Your Dendrites
Her philosophies and soul truth ran out onto the crisp white paper
In gulpy, sobby, unassuming black globs and really messy smears,
Immediately horrifying and alerting her always aware dendrites.
Are you crazy? What do you think you are doing? They demanded.
Feeling giddy with new-found independence, also, unexplain-ably weepy
The warrior princess poetess stuck out her tongue and pressed submit,
‘Twas the first of an intense series of status quo battles she would have
Releasing herself from polite societal chains, there was no stopping her!
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Caren Krutsinger
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