To feel so sure about something so ordinary
Like breathing, hearts beating, or washing the dishes
So sure you will
So sure you must
To feel so unbreakable
Not in body but in spirit
No lines to be crossed
No lines to be crossed
So sure of this lumpy body
That's grown many things
Like cancer and conditions
Like precious little humans
I'm sure as I walk forward
It won't be palatable for everyone
I like to wear heels even if he is short
A little too hippy -- there's no such thing
Blazing like a fire
Curl by curl, step.by step
Gumption by gumption
I am
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