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Choice.  Chosen Like a chieftess by the collective consensus. The making of this women in me runs sole deep, for my ancestors have danced and crawled on their knees... YET I beg I pleed I bleed. For a need of you, Chief. But all lies on the balance of strings you have yet to weave so that I can cleave. So unwoven I am like the unchosen.. I return to face the council..the floor given to me and im on my knees I dont have a thing to say, so ill be as it may The Unchosen

Eat desert at the wrong time cheat the system

Be genuine

Black Rose Bae