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I no longer cry out
Or run around, I do not get dirty, Or eat with a sound. These are my sacrifices. I, am girl. I do not speak out, I sit in my place, I do not show anger, For him on my face, I no longer play soccer, Football or the like. These are my sacrifices. I, am lady. I hardly ever say a word at all, I cook, I clean, I do it well. I get no praise, I'm just, expected to do What I am told By a man or two. These are my sacrifices. I, am woman.
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