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A woman's essence is a fireball of feminity-

With streaks of masculinity across her spirit-

With the weight of life perched on her gentle shoulders-

he leads mankind to tomorrow

Nature and the elements are a part of heart

She floats and feels like the water

Like the fire, she blazes the world

But like the earth, she is a mother.

Moderation isn't in her self

She is a complex web of contradictions

Sophistication is the color of her aura

Sometimes it's just too much for the world.

We go by many names

We go through many ways I see myself in her,

steadfast and strong

Always a woman.

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