Your deepest thoughts;
It may seem like an audacious intrusion
And
An unwanted attack
On your privacy, your secrecy,
Your softly uttered opinions.
Or you may be like me-
Who adores the stage,
The spotlight, and the applause.
Who has learnt to be loud,
To yell, to roar and to sing
With abandon and gaiety and courage-
Because that is the only way
The world hears women.
I have learnt
To turn up the volume.
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