She hopes to be a person soon.
We’ve walked the sea, the dawn, the moon;
We’ve skimmed the skies and mounted peaks;
We’ve searched the ground and underneath.
Yet for every step we take,
We make a pile of same mistakes.
She hopes to be a person soon,
With full control of her own womb,
With pay to match and time to spare.
If only all of us would care.
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