My thighs rub together while I walk.
I am not your average girl
They bare battle scars and dimples that are far from my face
My nose flares like my ancestors
My hair is kinky and coarse
I am not your average girl
I have beauty marks on my lips and on my back
They connect into an astral formation
Revealing my lineage
When I wash my hair, it shrinks into the formation of cumulus clouds
And when I comb my hair it expands like the rays of the sun
I am not your average girl
When I smile my lips shift to one side
When I rise I stand on my toes
I am not your average girl
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