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twirling hair
that smells like strawberries
girl is morecute
(oh, but that we are too)
we are poets and painters
scientists andsprinters
for we shouldn't be afraid
to come out of our barbie and kencastles
we have so long grown accustomed
to the comfort of our pepto-bismolpink,
blond hair and blue eyes,
that the rainbow blinds us
our strengthis augmented
by our femininity
perfumed wrists
and hair-sprayednebulas
we are beautiful
by the curve of our eyes
the smile of ourlips
our sharp intellect
girl, you can move mountains.
you can changethe world.

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