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I am a woman

I do not want
To be reduced 
To flesh,
When I am
A piece of
Stash

Delivering the uniqueness
With a touch of love,
I am a daughter,
I am a dove,
I am a companion,
I am a friend,
I am what you want
From within,

Remember my words,
Till the thin 
Line between
Attention and respect
Clears your head
And lends you a vision
To see the beauty within

My wish 
Is an existence,
To be filled 
Without a glitch
Of fakeness
And dirt,
Coming from the
Hollow Character

Look at me
And try to remember,
How did you see me
At first,
Before being told
About the thirst ?

That is the realness
That I seek,
From each one of us
Who is Unique

A revival of sorts
Is pushing from within.
To pour all the love
And care
Towards the one
Who keeps alive
the flare.

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