My being is dead in the
ancient walls,
but now as I walk
with a heart benumbed
by the world,
I choose to resurrect
with each cell in my body
yearns to fight
the grapples
inside heart
becoming a warrior,
where my shadow gets accepted
and my voice gets heard
resurrect  me!
where I walk with majesty
of estrogen in me
and my body
dances to the music
I play with strong
and free hands!
Resurrect me
in the world where
my ashes see no
tears but
Resurrect me.



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