It is a breath. Fleeting. Green. And envious.
It is blueberries. Raspberries from the garden. Sweet peas. In a bunch.
Ankle deep. A whisper. A kiss.
A yawn. A moon, before a swim.
This sky. It is now.
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Elizabeth Cady Stanton said it. And insisted on the vote for all women regardless of color, social status...even until the end.
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