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Women in the Web by Kari Barge
Things have changed
We may not be burned at the stake
But we are forced to fake…
Nirvanna is what I seek; the Paradise thought lost, the Great Hall
Let me dig, let me cram
crawling through flickering passages
Hollowed tombs rich with an era
Tongue tied tumbling over guttural grunts
My dream job is a noble one,
but something that not many people understand.
I want to tell the stories of those that have no voices,
the stories that were unable to be told by certain choices.
