Mariam de Haan Biography

I'm changing.
Yes I know my face is the same
So is my name
And I'm still only partially sane,
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My English teacher taught me,
How the world is sweet
About the songs without a beat.
New places I did meet
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In this tapestry called life
We often see the strings of sadness,
Forgetting the colours are made of joy.
And the moments that only you and the seamstress know.
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I'm sorry,
Sorry they call you a misogynist.
You were a feminist before feminism was even a word.
It was you who taught love for every aspect of women
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The night sky glitters outside the plane window
I would send you a picture
But things like these are only meant for our eyes.
In that night sky the terrorist told the freedom fighter,
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