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Arb Poems - Poems about Arb


I-Dent-It-Y
...I am, though I didn't ask to be, A woman, a daughter, a sister, a mother. Born into these roles, and know no other; Even my name was given to me. We are, though we didn't ask to be, (We are bo......Read the rest...
Categories: arb, identity, religion,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Reflection on the Important Things