evolution bliss


The best gift she ever gave to herself,

Looking at her face in the mirror with a smile.

The tombstone of victimization removed,

A child is born unto us, new day dawn.

Birds of yonder places sing in unison;

”O’ the return of maidens misplaced

The joys of heaven and his God

The thrill of the universe, and

All who love her freedom”

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