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When the mallet of judgement
befalls you, my little darling,
and your bones
splinter into a thousand little pieces,
may you have the determination
to build brick and mortar
out of your marrow.
And, let them judge you.
For, it isn’t really about you,
but something you have triggered
deep within them.
Live your truth
as a mosaic-ed work of art.
“Take the mallet
and all those stones.
Build brick and mortar
from your crushed-up bones.
Live your truth
in breezy stride.
Let no man shake you
in their override.”

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