G R A T E F U L
My crowning glory adorns me in style. My natural beauty goes for miles and miles. Made in his image a woman once child; I reign untamed and wild.
My mind explores the world with naivety, drinking in the scener. Assessing all I need for me, my mind contains history.
My skin covers me with flesh as smooth a butter, the contours in-between slightly rougher. Impossible to comprehend another I truly give thanks to my mother.
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