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“These days I say no and grow fat from it 
Full of myself - 
sure footed and difficult
Spilling over, uncontained and Furious. And Whole
and satisfied and complete and
quite happy, actually

These days, I name it.

These days, I risk the sound 
of my own voice wild
and Rising and Annoyed
I respond
I walk away
I cause a scene

These days, I know no one will save me
No one did

These days,
I resist

I have learned:
sometimes the only recourse you have is the one you can effect”

Mbali Vilakazi©

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