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THE RAPE
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The Rape is a fictional portrayal of Emerald, representing so many females out there who have been caught in the wind of the crass world. This book gives womanhood a voice and makes all of mankind see that being a feminist could be for all. We can all speak up and fight the urge to be an animal. 
The instincts would forever be there as some believe we revolve from mammals, but with each of our bits of help, we can remember that our actions will be held accountable. Remember that girl; She's SOMEONE's Friend, woman, Sister, Mother, Wife.
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