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Super Woman


I am the coolest breeze
On your hot summer night
I am the beautiful-est flower
 among dying weeds
I am the one that be 
Yes – a Super Woman
I rise with the dawn
To the remnants of the fading night
I relieve myself in a rush
Before I praise Him quietly
In [their] sleepy smiles and hushed kisses
I find the strength that would cloak me for the day
You can talk me with a twisted tongue
But I know who I am
- A Super Woman -


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