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348. The Ceiling

The ceiling shattered without a sound
No applause arose as the glass did break
The years had taken a toll on so many
Never knowing the difference they did make
From Eden’s tree to quest for power
The chains of restraint had been broken
No longer a stranger to change or sacrifice
Their existence no longer regarded as token
They’d given birth to thought and child
Their wisdom and wiles had seduced the others
Though deemed weaker their strength prevailed
They established themselves among their brothers
Times have changed as they surely do
Mankind no longer to be imprisoned by the ages
Women have finally secured their rightful place
Our future now to be written on their pages


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