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The Uniqueness Of A Woman
From the whole,the wheel turns,
movement-
forward,no left, no right,
focal point, action!
where's average?
Watch her dance,without motion,
enhancement deemed her a stranger,
yet still with abandon,
recklessly, no cease fire,
in the steps of rotation,onwards we go,
into the battlefield,a warzone of lyricism.

Watch her consume,eyes have consumed,
but no kiss in the reproduction,
so they wear their lipstick,
trace lips, make up, race lips,
to put her in a spot that seems unfit,
the critics called her average,
but all eyes, the sense of sight never lies.

The wheel continues to turn,
forward-
not in any other direction,in the sight of a lifetime,
the criticism of a true work of art,standing in her own criteria,
who is average,
I have never seen her before,
a pioneer of beauty,
the whole has reached its destination,
of uniqueness, a woman.
© K_The_Lyricist