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Thoughts On A Train

You are a boss ass bitch
You are a Queen. Goddess.
You do not need to apologise
Not for your existence
Not for your flaws
You don't need to be polite
You don't need to be ladylike
You can be epic
You can be fierce
Make them tremble before you
Because you can
You are no second class citizen
Make them make room for you
You deserve that space
You do not need to earn space
You are present and worthy

I will shrink for no one.
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