a Poem (mine )

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Dominance

She walks into the room and everyone sits
waiting for her to speak
Her voice is calming
Soft but loud
It holds authority but is still kind

She is disliked
But still loved
Even if they hate her
They respect her
And that's enough for her
She comes fo one reason
And that alone is all she does
She feeds us with her own knowledge
She is dark skinned
She wears her comfort
Her hands are bare
She wears no ring or jewelry
Only a device of time
Smart Technology
She wears glasses

She has flaws but still manages to be perfect
Without trying
She is herself
Individual
Feminine
Comfortable in her own skin
Or at least that's what I see in her
She is herself
Perfect as She is
PERFECT.

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