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Who am I?


My body is an expression

Every day is realized through my actions

I feel like we are in a depression

All looking for the wrong attraction

Knowing my body is the most important intention

Staring in the mirror is a necessary mention

 

My fingerprint is unique

Embrace my background

Rather be categorized as a freak

Freedom of the gene is my ancestors sound

Don't want to be labeled in a skin of weak

 

I am able to touch my face

Don't need to take a test

I am grateful for my race

A prodigy of being able to say it with my chest

I am a detective looking to my case

 

I am looking for a lost gem

I am who I am

 

 

 

 

 

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