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PERIOD

by Vimeljit Kaur A/P Ranjit Singh

 

Blood, stain, pain and humiliation


No girl escapes


The blood that sheds off my walls


It's not dirty nor impure


It's the place where my child will grow


That blood nourishes life and even yours


Don't condemn my menstrual blood


You have no idea how womanly it makes me


Only privileged are given chance to give life

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