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You Don't Own Me, I Rise If I Want To
Now I’m noticed, but not for that reason,
laughter amidst crowds that I don’t rise in,
leers that promote their faces,
alters when they had notice,
that it should be me in utter laughter,
they joined me laughing, floored, feigned disaster.
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Hilo Poet
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