We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
The femme poem.
Women out there I know you must look down upon me, for I have spoken out of line, yet it was not cocaine did I wiff, not any idea placed out of context, all in place with a dash of pizazz, you know where I'm at, but I'll be gone before long, what a cruel world, yet there is something else, you must know, though I jest, I am not second rate, simply I must confess this rubbish is the best!
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