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Ostatnia publikacja pt., sty 6, 2023
Growing up on an island nation with has more than 800 languages, I have decided to write the word "woman" or any referential term to "female" in as many languages that I can. This is my tribute to all the women who had to grow up in a male-dominated society, this is to US.
"her hips sway like the waves of the Pacific
her smile curves like the moon that shines on the sea
her hands are as strong as the fertility of the soil that gifts them abundance of fruit
her thighs are the beacon of temptation of all men who behold the sight of the goddess
the tides stories are being told by her hair
and her children are raised happy, kind and wild"
- JNT
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