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I want to be a little bit more of a poet
I wish I was a little bit more poetic you know, walk around taste a liquor never brewed, be drunk on life and just like Emily Dickenson, have no fear of death. I would like to be more of the typical poet, be a phenomenal woman, walk into a room embrace the glances, leave the smell of my inner mystery and just like Maya Angelo I would like to become a rainbow in someone's cloud or maybe, I would rather be a Sylvia Plath poem, you know, stand up when pushed to the ground, start a revolution, spread like mushrooms and silently poison those who dare to force themselves upon my territory….
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Sandra De Freitas
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