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I feel like a vine
gently swaying
in the softest breeze
with my petit frame
adorned modestly
by a clear skin
covering tenderness
of limbs
and as I sway
a realisation
slowly dawns
of the femininity in me
- to be gentle with life
to whisper softly
the unbounded love
that fills up my heart
not splashing it
not overpowering
but to simply waft
in and out like
fresh air.
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