I am the daughter of a quiet mind
who always dreamed
Reached for what she could not see.
She leaped forth uninhibited
and beautiful.
She shook her hips
with abandon
with the outcasts of society.
God, how she wanted the world to know
just how happy she was.
And when they heard her call,
they responded.
The world brought this beauty
out of her.
The world brought this beauty
out of here.
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