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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 a vision

To see the beauty within


My wish

Is an existence 

To be fulfilled 

Without a glitch

Of fakeness

And dirt,

Coming from hollow 

Character


Look at me

And try to remember,

How did you see me

At first,

Before being told

About thirst ?

That is the realness 

I seek,

From each one of us

Who is unique


A revival of sort

Is pushing from within,

To pour all the love

And care

Towards the one

Who keeps alive

The flare.

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