It's a gutting blow, like a chef filleting a fish, that takes ones breath away. A professional traveller, a writer...


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I Always admired, her style, how she was so down to earth, how she earned her way, how she wandered with the wind, when it came her day, to leave...

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Find me in the library, trying to get somewhere, to concentrate on what I have been given, from feminist book A, to philosophy book B, see me in the library, trying to ignore that stare, the mindful knowing, that you look at me from over there, it is not nice....


We fight, to get our shit together, although it is not fighting, it is working, cleaning, writing homework, battling for a college, or university place,

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