June 7, 2014 (3 years ago)
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Was reading a book earlier, came acros this short poem by a Chinese poet, Tzu Yeh...

Do you not see that you and I are the branches of one tree?
With your rejoicing comes my laughter
With your sadness comes my tears
Love, could life... Read More

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What defines a woman is not whether she bears children, has long hair, the perfect curves, society's ideals, how feminine she is or if likes to cook. What makes a woman is her essence, her strength, her resiliency, her loving way. It's what's in her mind, her heart, her soul. She defines it.
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