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“I am a Woman! I have learnt to live with being Sore! And I have leaked my soreness into my prayers pure. For I have carried the soreness of this ancient Dirge, But my soreness has formed a chrysalis... And a Tiger Butterfly is about to emerge! (Excerpt from the poem: 'You are a Woman! You must learn to live with being Sore!)”

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