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two - All my candles are burningAtop a solid shelfBlue, white, violet, yellowPink, green and gold Shall I hold my hands above the flamesLet them eat awayShall I watch my hands go red, then blackAs I burn them away feminism is the radical notion that women are people. | rebel girl | I'm all Twystid [ < | rand | all | > ] host |